I don't want to think this movie is anti-gay itself, but there are multiple scenes that really made me wonder. Overall, it's just another in a long line of cheapo gay comedies with no brains, no wit, no names, and no money. The lead character lives in "New York," as if the filmmakers know what a New York apartment looks like. It's filled with more light than Dodger Stadium at night. The lead is lured back by his overbearing mother to his backwater Tennessee hometown, famous for its high school wall art that gives closet cases the right to accuse other young teens of being gay, for generations. Some dumb scheme happens and leads to him trying to prove his town is not evolved enough to host a gay pride parade.
At this stage, the whole thing become a poop show. The film wants us to believe that one of the closet cases, Christian of course, pushes to have the parade as a means to bolster his run for mayor, but only to show that his hate for the gays means he's the perfect leader for the town, as he plans to forcibly send any teen from the local high school to conversion therapy and discredit all the adults as Saten worrshippers or blood drinkers or something asinine. It's such a convoluted premis, in a movie that's never funny, never sexy, tells gay bashers when the best time to attack the queers is, and asks the closet case to strip on stage at a gay bar when he has about as much rhythm as a dead turkey.
If only it wasn't a Prime film, I wouldn't have wasted my time on this. I do wonder sometimes who makes these films, and if their intentions are pure. The ending tries to be uplifting I think, but the writing and the performances are so pedestrian that it's hard to tell. Please watch something much better.