This mostly gay-themed movie doesn't have much of a storyline and is quite upfront in telling us that but it's oddly likable and quite funny in an amateurish sort of way. The director, Matt Riddlehoover, also takes a leading role as one of several people holed up in the West Hollywood Motel of the title. Almost all of them are gay; there's one straight couple thrown in for good measure, though the wife does appear to grow a penis, They all have their hang-ups but these are largely played for laughs. The mediocrity of the hotel becomes a metaphor for the mediocrity of their lives and perhaps for Hollywood itself. This is definitely not a place where dreams come true though fantasies seem to happen on a regular basis; there is even a homage to Woody Allen's "The Purple Rose of Cairo" when an actor in a gay soap steps out of the screen. Minor it may be but it's not without merit.