Coming out of the same studio that gave us RuPaul's Drag Race, and stacked with a whole crew of former contestants, Stop! That! Train! plays like RuPaul basically taking a bow for the entire franchise she's built. It's not really a gay film in the traditional sense, but with so many drag stars from Ru's shows popping up alongside a few cameos from well known out gay actors, I figured it earns a spot on this blog anyway. The whole thing is completely over the top, packed with GenZ slang, loud flashy visuals, and humor that's constantly winking at you knowing how ridiculous it is. Going in you'd assume it's meant to be a laugh riot, and a lot of critics online seem to be eating it up, but I just couldn't get into it at all. I've never really been someone who vibes with campy silly stuff like this, so honestly my reaction doesn't surprise me one bit. The setup follows Tess and DeeDee, two low level stewardesses who sneak onto the fancy Glamazonian E...
I am really not sure who was the target audience for this film when it came out. I can see that both gay community and biker gangs taking offense to the horrible stereotyping. Of course, because I am mad enough to put my head through some really bad queer films, I can never explain to myself why do I sit through the endless takes and torturous plot of ridiculous films like this one.
A gang of bikers who call themselves Pink Angels riding their motorcycles from northern California to Los Angeles to participate in the Cotillion Ball, which we are told is a big drag event. Along the way we see multiple encounters of them with police hassling them, their fights at a diner, and some other gangs. They meet another bike gang and both of them want to use same picnic spot. I am not sure what really happens, but suddenly some women show up and then the other bike gang members are happy. Th pink Angels put makeup on the straight bikers while they are asleep after party. And in this all, we eep seeing a general who blabbers on and on about the threat posed to the United States by creeping communism and cultural decay like drugs, promiscuity and homosexuality.
The film can only be termed bizarre. There is no other way to describe this. Stereotype galore, when the pink angels are in makeup in drag at the ball, the straight bikers try to pick them up. Then a mish mash of scenes happen, and by this time I was so lost and almost asleep and angry by the sheer madness of this film. I believe the film's ending was an after thought, which actually doesn't bring any real closure. But I wonder by this time, is t here any person who's watching the film actually cares. Certainly, there's hardly any plot at all - you not only wonder what the point is supposed to be, but what audience it was intended for. It seems to be a comedy, a satire of biker films, but then why does the movie have such a grotesque ending. (0/10)

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