This film goes nowhere. If it is supposed to be a man's serious concern about whether or not he is gay, one cannot tell much about what he is thinking except for possibly one scene in a car with his lesbian friend. The film ends with no resolution at all. If he has decided to accept himself, the audience has not idea why. His earlier male relationship is not dealt with. He tells his lesbian friend--who has dealt with her own personal gay concerns--that he is "thinking" about going back to school. He takes some pictures, comes home to his straight friends, to only one of whom he has come out, smiles, and, bingo, end of picture. A total letdown.
Review of The Art of Being Straight
