This documentary is basically a love letter to a super specific and mostly forgotten slice of queer history—the world of all-male magazines between 1955 and 1973. It’s a really interesting guide that shows how these images changed over the years, eventually moving from still photos into the world of film. Before 1966, these gay magazines were all about musclemen in jockstraps posing like Greek Gods. But then, everything flipped. In this "golden window" from 1966 to 1973, the pages started featuring young guys between 18 and 22 who had boyish faces and totally normal bodies. They weren't gym rats; they were just ordinary kids, often drifters or runaways, who modeled for unknown photographers for just a few bucks. They’d show up in a magazine for a minute and then just disappear. After 1973, the "hardcore revolution" happened, and these softcore magazines became old news almost overnight. Just like that, the whole era was gone. The movie mixes together old photos,...
Gosh!! that was a bad movie. Autobiographical are supposed to be good and I am sure some people might find this film interesting but I simply had to stop the film mid way and just not watch it later. It is a story of Leslie (writer, actor of the movie), a gay man's upbringing and hardships. Growing up in an oppressive Southern Baptist household in the 1950s, he flees as soon as he is able to the nearby metropolis of Atlanta. There, he finds a new set of troubles, falling in with a drug addled party girl and a hustler who he immediately falls in love with. The film chronicles the experiences of Storyteller against the gay and drug subcultures of the 1970s. I have nothing more to add. Just a bad film, well at least for me. (0/10)