I watched John Cameron Mitchell’s “Shortbus” last night. It tells the story of New Yorkers looking for love and connection in the post 9/11 city. You might have heard of this movie because it features sex … graphic, in your face sex. I must confess that even in the confines of my home, I felt dirty and sorta pervy watching this film. The film wastes no time in hitting you in the face with it either. I guess the opening sequence was devised just to slap you and say “Yes, we are going to show you a little bit of everything.” I do feel like I need to watch “Shortbus” again now that the initial sex shock is past me and I can totally focus on the characters. The movie, to me, is somewhat of a downer. I have read some reviews that talk about the “uplifting” ending, but I came away with more a down feeling when the credits rolled. It’s like Justin Bond says at one point, “It’s just like the 60’s … only with less hope.”

And on a totally shallow note, I will say that my major disappointment with the movie is that the super cute Peter Stickles (he plays Caleb) wasn’t nearly naked enough.