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...
Oh please!! Spare me these arthouse Indi queer films BS. The film is all about atmosphere where you watch it just so that you can call yourself a "connoisseur" of art house cinema. In reality this film completely fails to hold any attention. At the center of it all is a gay couple, but it could have been a straight couple as well and nothing would have changed.
Middle aged gay couple Patrick and Rene, live in an empty seaside dance hall on the coast of France. One of them, Patrick the writer , was raised there and he’s come back to live and work in the old building. He’s turned the vacant ballroom over to his boyfriend René the artist as a studio/performance space where René gets busy working up a show for the gallery owner Maurice. Rene also runs a porn website with pictures of his toy bears doing pretty much nothing. When René comes across a 60 year old photo of a couple of music hall comedians, he starts seeing the two comics everywhere he looks and one of them seems to be himself. He then is introduced to the idea of parallel universes and starts to wonder if he might really be one of the comics in another universe. When Patrick leaves for the day, and René is knocking around alone in the empty building, strange things start to happen... things that seem to originate down in the dark dirty space below the dance floor.
There really isn't much of a story here. We seem to just go along for the ride as René spirals out of control. The effect even spreads to Maurice, who has come to check up on René’s progress on the upcoming show and there the film abruptly ends. There isa. Nice sex scene between the gay couple in the beginning but again that adds literally nothing to the story. It was just a bad bad film and nothing about this is interesting. (0/10)

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