Dream Boat

I think it was an honest documentary about how gaypeople try to find love in their lives, but they make the mistake by following the crowd in a wrong way.

Love isn't found on a boat where people run around naked.

Love isn't found on a cruise, where people are going for a good time.

Love isn't found when you are looking for...

You find love when you are happy with yourself and be confident.

It was a very depressing mood on the boat I must say.

When you dream about finding love, dream first about accepting who you are... if people don't like you for who you are they won't like you for not being yourself either.

First of all, I'm gay, watching some movie where are gays aren't dying of AIDS or either suffering for being out or almost out of the closet is a change, a good one at that. Said that, I'm puzzled with this, the kind of gay men this movie portraits a men obsessed with a gym body, having sex the whole day, partying like crazy, that is not my life or my friends, I don't get this kind of life, not really, and this is exactly what they tell you should be whether you are gay. A self immersed gay, fashion kind, being drag from time to time, and then... when the sun comes up again they wonder why no one takes them seriously, I mean, honestly!? I'm sorry people, but there is more in life than this superficial world you live in. Choosing to be part of that means that you are also accepting its rules.

All in all, it's OK but it does not represent the majoriti of the gay community, should that exist.

A huge cruise boat populated by young men ready to party and have fun in an environment of controlled frenzy. Sounds like the opposite of depression, right? Wrong! The interviews often dwell over sad or deep subjects but the real problem is the persistent aura of sadness that permeates even the moments that are supposed to be happy. The pacing, the color, the music... everything contributes to make this documentary incredibly gloomy and overall pointless, since nothing especially interesting or poignant ever happens.

Saw this film last night at the Sydney Queer Film Festival with 3 mates. We all found it rather disappointing as we'd all been on a Cruise Ship before and had a lot more fun than these poor devils seem to have experienced....the men that were chosen to showcase all had religious upbringings and while this is not itself a bad thing, it weighed too heavily on the course of the movie....the cinematography was excellent but overall that couldn't save the limp story-line

It's hard to watch a bunch of guys in elaborate party drag walking down a narrow, brightly lit cruise ship's corridor underscored by a sad, Debussy-like piano soundtrack.

There is a lot of this almost clinical detachment about what is being observed. Enough so that activities--which were probably a lot of fun for most of the participants--look sad and lonely, not to mention surreal.

I have mixed feelings about this film. The detachment is the point of view. I think it masquerades as objective, but really, it's pretty judgmental. The slow-motion camera lingers on guys who are north of 60 decked out in feathers, or leather harnesses. You see every nook and cranny in their well-worn faces; any joy the guys are feeling gets scrubbed out. Is it fair? Sure. Does it tell a story? Yes. Is it interesting, and fun to watch? Not for me.

The film centers on five guys from Europe and the Middle East, so, points for that. But. One guy is in a wheelchair, and another lives in Dubai. One guy is Palestinian now living in Belgium. The film seems to suggest that their life challenges are equivalent, at least from the perspective of being gay and fitting into the gay community. So it's hard not to feel that the filmmakers see their queerness as yet another handicap.

If you're a Stonewall-era veteran like me, you may find this film pretty rough going. And for young gay guys--well, it might make them feel like voting Republican.