

Evil homoerotic scenes with Gina Gershon and porno with Kyle MacLachlan. What more does a 90’s film need? This is the opposite of bisexual erasure, I feel visible.

*“And then what?”* All British people do is lie, cheat, have sex, and complain about their miserable jobs.

I’m going to Oklahoma for a few days, so In fear of tornadoes I’ve decided to train myself using this movie. Thanks buff and rowdy Glen Powell for making me feel safer.

Happy pride month to these two. I gotta say that every time Kyle Gallner is cast in some psychotic role with a gun in his hand I feel a little less sad *and a lot more turned on.*