Had you told me years ago that there'd be a second installment of Eating Out, let alone a third, I'd have thanked you for the warning. The films are full of eye candy, sure, but living proof of why serious actors John Travolta their way into the closet.
But the now-franchise, the third installment in particular, knows exactly what it is: hunky guys, funny girls, ridiculous plots, a dash of heart and the potential for more. No one's Oscar-bound, but those at the helm have found a winning formula.
This article appears in Oct 15-21, 2009.