charged with changing recruits into soldiers, no matter what their background, disposition or fitness for the job.īut we’ve never seen a version of this coming-of-age/making-of-a-soldier tale as seen through the eyes of a not-wholly-closeted gay man. Lee Ermey in “Full Metal Jacket,” another D.I. :: (c) Copyright 2003, ’ve seen decades of boot camp movies over the decades, most taking their cue from 1957’s “The D.I.,” with Jack Webb playing the titular Marine Corps drill instructor. Note: The credit cookies weren't very funny, either, but at least they kept me in the theater long enough to notice the credits for the film's Greek Support Team. Then Jerry asks Gabriela to describe her oral sex technique, which she does so with the accuracy and detail of a porn film, and then Jerry - but that pathetic moment you will have to witness for yourself. Then it turns out to be carrying the Swedish Sun-Tanning Team, on its way to the Hawaiian Tropics finals. Then Jerry attempts to signal a helicopter to rescue him, and shoots it down with a flare gun. Then Jerry or Nick go into hysterics of overacting. Some of the scenes play as if they are intended to be realistic. One of the movie's problems is a disconnect between various levels of reality. The one ray of wit in the entire film is provided by Roger Moore, as a homosexual man who calmly wanders through the plot dispensing sanity, as when, at the bar, he listens to the music and sighs, "Why do they always play Liza?" Yes, there are transvestites and leather guys and muscle boys on the cruise, but there are also more conventional types, like Nick's poker-playing buddies. So it does, but then again, so does the annual gay parade, and so do many gay nightclubs, where role-playing is part of the scene.
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The gays protesting the movie say it deals in stereotypes. Even Hector, the cross-dressing queen in the next stateroom, knows a straight when he sees one: "You want to convince people you are gay, and you don't know the words to 'I Will Survive'?" Her name is Gabriela (Roselyn Sanchez), and despite the fact that she's the choreographer on a gay cruise, she knows so little about gay men that she falls for Jerry's strategy: He will pretend to be gay, so that he can get close to her and then dramatically unveil his identity, or something. And then they go into heterosexual panic mode, until the profoundly conventional screenplay supplies the only possible outcome: The sidekick discovers that he's gay, and the hero discovers a sexy woman on board and falls in love with her. But "Boat Trip" requires its heroes to be so unobservant that it takes them hours to even figure out it's a gay cruise.
Different characters in a different story with more wit and insight might have done the trick. But they offend a travel agent, who books them on a cruise of gay men, ho ho. Nick has heard that the ships are jammed with lonely women. His best buddy Nick (Horatio Sanz) cheers him up: They'll take a cruise together. The premise: Jerry (Cuba Gooding Jr.) is depressed after being dumped by his girl (Vivica A. This is a movie made for nobody, about nothing. It is dim-witted, unfunny, too shallow to be offensive, and way too conventional to use all of those people standing around in the background wearing leather and chains and waiting hopefully for their cues. Now that it's in theaters, everybody else has a chance to join them. "Boat Trip" arrives preceded by publicity saying many homosexuals have been outraged by the film. Review by Roger Ebert for "Chicago Sun-Times", March 22, 2003
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