First things first, it is amazing to see a movie set in Trinidad and to get to see and hear the sights and sounds of that place. It's a beautiful place with a lot of culture. In that sense, this movie does a lot for the country. It does very little, however, for its protagonists, who are up against cruel fate and decidedly lose, and for real people in those very same situations. When life gives you lemons, you shouldn't get more of them from a movie.
If I were a gay kid from the Caribbean who finally got to see my world on the big screen, I would be very saddened by what I see. The only movie about me tells me that my life is tragedy and will end in tragedy. That makes this movie cruel and sadistic. The lived experience of people in homophobic cultures is hard enough without having it reflected back on 100-foot screens. This movie should have been about the hope for something better than can, and does, happen for people, even in places like Trinidad.
So when is it okay to show the bad, not just the hopeful good, of being gay in homophobic worlds? The simple answer is when there is no more homophobia. The longer answer is when there is enough representation in film to offer variety. If I were a young girl from a culture that demands my pre-arranged marriage at 12 years old, and I don't want that for myself, I wouldn't want the only movie I get to see about myself being about a young girl who gets married off, raped and then murdered by the end.
The two characters in this movie, James and Greg, are not free to make decisions - everything about their relationship seems pre-destined and nothing can change. There is very little discussion between the two, nor is there evidence of reflection. The two just move haplessly forward to the bitter conclusion. This movie is not fair to them, and it's not fair to those sitting in seats hoping to see something more inspirational than the cruel realities many still find themselves in.
