I can't think of any other movie I have ever watched that literally made my stomach flip and threaten to vomit.
This documentary is so full sanctimonious Christian tripe it is literally nauseating.
Brian Pengella, a Christian, grossly fat, older, bald, gay man imagines he is "cured", and marries a naïve woman, without even checking to see if sex with a female is possible for him and without any sort of check if he has heterosexual feelings. I think his motive was simply desperation — he was too unattractive to get laid as a gay man any more. He was cagey. He did not claim that his sexual orientation had changed, or that he was sexually attracted to his wife, just that they were happy in the relationship, which is of course quite plausible. Everyone in the movie lauds this creep who is so selfish without a thought what will happen to his wife when his science experiment fails.
Perhaps what these deluded Christians really need to be delivered from is anonymous, meaningless, promiscuous sex, not homosexuality. What they really long for is a loving gay relationship.
It is like going to a mental hospital and watching the inmates torment themselves with their delusions.
There is one semi-sane character, who points out that once he accepted himself, all the problems with being gay went away, seemed silly, and it was hard for him to remember what all the fuss was about. The rest of Christians are slitting their wrists, cutting themselves, imposing all various torments on themselves to fight imaginary demons. It is all so pointless. They were all being so stupid I wanted to reach into the screen and smack them.
To add insult to injury, they keep repeating dialogue over and over to pad the documentary, like some low -budget History channel piece.