Sally Jane Black’s review published on Letterboxd:
The interviewer's cluelessness and the sincerity and openness of the interviewees stands out. Their voices are given more credibility than the interviewer, than the director, than the filmmakers entirely. This is the heart of the film's sympathy. The Oedipal plotline was a shock to one of my friends/comrades who watched with me; this time around I saw its pieces fall neatly into place. It's hard to remember what it's like to watch a film without any understanding of what you're going into, even though I do it all the time. It's also funnier each time, watching the internal commentary, watching the weird jokes about Menas Jokas and party games. However, the imagery still stands out over the rest of the film; three gay boys at the urinals destroys every other queer film imagery ever.
Pride month: 17/30