Ganymede

It plays like a crossover between episodes of Are You Afraid of the Dark? And The Hard Times of RJ Berger.

The one wrestling guy was my favorite while I didn't like his dad at all. And the mom, Deadpool's sister-in-law, her characterization and backstory were pivotal to the success of the film. She made pie.

Also, Champ Kind - he is neither a champ or kind in this movie. In fact, his role is quite a departure from anything you have seen David Koechner do. He is a menacing force on the poster for a reason.

I think the biggest disservice is marketing this movie as a thriller or even horror in any traditional sense of those genres. I would call it an unconventional gay coming-of-age drama with hints of other (psychological/mystical) influences - much of which are left ambiguous as I see it.

Pitch in and put trash in its place, people.

Still the premise and basic story and concept aren't awful.

One could almost simply go down the cast list and realize just how this movie was doomed to rate.

Its a long list of D list or one hit wonders and so on or never were's.

It even has cliched obligatory shots for some reason that are purely cinematic but anything but realistic in the least.

There are even fairly obvious technical details that id pick at if i had any prior expectations of such detail being addressed well.

Frankly im amazed at how not awful tv movie it managed to be while still rating overall in the same field.

Still there are some good bits. Frankly this could have been cut into a short form short film and be amazing cutting all the padding and dead weight out to make it reach feature length if not feature worth.

Still don't let me mislead you from not seeing if it might be for you at the right time and place because i watched more than my share of 4's and 5's in my own youth for anything but reasons like taste or sophistication.

Often quite the opposite i was more engaged by simple or low brow entertainment action violence and of course every teen boys favorite accessible nudity to some degree in the distant days before free internet access to such things was so pervasive and mainstream.

The great thing about bad movies and bad times is sometimes you need them if only for the contrast to appreciate similar content done to a much better overall quality.

How would we know a far superior version of the gay sexual awakening trope versus family complications traditions or sometimes strict religious fundamentalism if we didn't have something terrible thrown into the average of such genres?

Ganymede seems somehow necessarily bad. When you are content to invest less and make less as long as you can line up profits overall.

I almost think the worst part about it is the unfortunate name choice.

To me it doesn't make a lot of sense despite a minimal attempt to explain it in the film. After trying to understand the choice there are so many seemingly superior options of other mythical characters that would surely fit so much better than this story.

When you don't have all day and endless resources this is what you get when you just have a job to get done.

This film feels like something shot in the early 1980s, then put on a shelf and forgotten about until now.

Back then it might have been sort of edgy, but today it just feels dated and melodramatic. The characters are either creepy or corny (with the notable exception of Kyle's mother), and the relationship between Lee and Kyle feels very rushed. Letting the audience know that the now high school seniors met as freshmen was a very ineffective shortcut.

Overall, the subject matter was quite relevant, but the writing and execution lacked any real substance. Lastly, the laughable "horror" effects (costumes by Spirit Halloween?) should have been nixed completely. If you don't have the budget for effects, don't do them.

Colby Holt and Sam Probst's compelling motion picture is a true queer horror story. About a handsome kindhearted high school wrestling champion named Lee Fletcher, impressively played by Jordan Doww, who is a closeted gay teenage and constantly battles with his own sexuality to such a degree that he is emotionally and physically tormenting by visions of a grotesque demonic creature menacing him. Lee's sexual urges are completely unacceptable to his deeply religious homophobic parents, Big Lee and Floy, superbly played by Joe Chrest and Robyn and Lively, who do nothing to help him. Things become worse when Lee meets and develops a crush on an openly gay student, Kyle Culper, wonderfully played by Pablo Castelbanco in an endearing performance, who soon falls in love with him. Once Lee's parents catch wind of the attraction he has towards Kyle, they turn towards the church for help and remedies to cure their's son homosexuality which are horrific and brutal. Lee is near the breaking point as he struggles with his strong feelings towards Kyle, and the monstrous demonic creature that keeps haunting him. Solid direction by Holt and Probst, and marvelously acted by the entire cast, with an engrossing script by Colby Holt. This fine film is a mixture of Gothic horror and coming of age story that is extremely well made.

This all-too-familiar tale about nutty christian homophobes and gay conversion therapy is well on the way to being a great little movie when it all goes horribly, hysterically wrong. It's the story of "Little Lee" Fletcher who is gay, but afflicted with a bible-bashing, fundamentalist father (Big Lee) and a psycho God-fearing mother right out of "Carrie". The film deftly negotiates Lee's budding romance with out-and-proud Kyle and his struggle to break free of his suffocating family. And it's particularly good at using horror tropes to represent just how torturous and damaging religious oppression can be. And in that respect it's rather better than the rather bland, lacklustre Boy Erased. But everything goes off the rails when Lee embarks on conversion therapy with the demented Pastor Royer, who, unbelievably, conducts electro-convulsive therapy in his church office! Now, while gay christians were often subjected to ECT, it was most definitely NOT conducted by pastors in their churches, Ganymede then hurtles toward a wildly over-the-top dramatic denouement that is either camp or just plain silly, depending on your point of view. A shame really, becasuse the film's first tow acts are not half bad. But all is lost in the third.