This is one of those films where someone has decided that a coasting relationship that is of little interest to those in it, and of even less to those of us watching needs to be the subject of a bit of shake, rattle and roll. The mundanity of life is beginning to sap the passion from the lives of “Adam” (Scott Evans) and his boyfriend “Marklin” (Augustus Prew) and that’s not being helped by the newly invigorated “Cammy” (Michelle Buteau) completely loved-up and the rest of their friends going through their own forms of mid-life crises. Is it possible that all these shenanigans will make them appreciate that what they had was worth fighting for, or will they just serve to point out that you only get one life and shouldn’t be afraid to move on when the time comes? At least here we are not looking as the usual white-tooted, gym-baby, characters - there is a semblance of normalcy from the characterisations, but there anything remotely innovative stops. The acting and writing are the stuff of a daytime hospital soap and the stereotypes included could be ticked off from a checklist written fifty years ago by Quentin Crisp. Will they or won’t they? I’m afraid I really found the story arc ensured that I didn’t much care.
