this be a joke and right . this can not be a real film . it not even a real video . give any harvey milk high school kid a video cam and they could make a good movie than this . the film maker can not be serious . right . be this satire . comedy . drama go horribly wrong . the script be about a single mind and dull a be conceivable . ten monkey lock in a room with a laptop could come up with a good screenplay . the dialogue isn not clichéd . clichéd dialogue might elevate this holiday mess to something akin to camp fun but it doesn not and it isn not . bad of the bad a landlady wanders into a dramatic scene in a private apartment dress a bathrobe carry a fry pan like something out of a honeymooner episode . whaaa . i have see well act from middle school drama club . one of the lead be an attractive lunk and the other be not . both can not even manage a convincing kiss . so much for romance . the supporting player be jaw droppingly over the top . everything be underscore by a nauseating soundtrack and the sound seem to have be record in a back room toilet . most of the dialogue be ( mercifully ) unintelligible . this stale cinematic fruitcake isn not even worthy of be the next rocky horror or a gay holiday installment of mystery science theatre 3000. it just plain bad . in every way . vision of sugarplum will not dance in your head they will trample your every expectation . have an eggnog and stare at mindlessly at the neighbor holiday light it will be time well spent .