Granted, I am also sick to death of all the Queer-as-Folk-esque stories flooding the gay cinema scene...tan, buff circuit boys looking for love in the big city. And alas, I sit in disgruntlement, not able to relate to a single one of the over-sexed, over-creatined characters. So this film attempted to place gay guys more like myself and put them in a setting that didn't revolve around drugs, AIDS and/or workout schedules. However, I cannot applaud a film that substitutes cohesive plot and character development with cliche-ridden dribble that I could take from any number of Sandra Bullock flicks. 'Big Eden' featured unbelievable characters patched together with stilted dialogue and laughable poignancy. Even the halfway decent cast (including Oscar winner Louise Fletcher and solid character actor George Coe) looked uncomfortable delivering many of their lines. I'm bewildered that this film swept the three major gay film fests in the country. Trite. Underdeveloped. Absurd. But hey, the Montana mountains looked nice.
