Watched
Breakfast With Scot last night. A Canadian movie, and as such, it was like looking at my own back yard: a little bland, a little predictable, but easy to relate to and fun to watch.
The story: Eric McNally is a former hockey player - for the Toronto Maple Leafs. After being injured in practice, he has a job in Sports network TV. He lives with his boyfriend Sam, a lawyer, and he is generally closeted to all but close family and friends.
But one day Sam's prepubescent nephew Scot comes to live with them temporarily, on the death of his mother. Scot is lonely, depressed, and loves to wear pink feather boas, jewelry, and make-up. Scot's presence emphasizes how Eric and Sam have defined their lives to be respectable to the point of mundanity. He brings meaning to their lives because he brings chaos, and challenges.
There's also a nice (though subtle) challenge to the viewer to sort out what labels and definitions mean (or fail to mean) when applied to people.
The movie never entirely engaged my affections, but I did think Thomas Cavanagh was terrific (and gorgeous) as Eric. I would have liked it to be a little more sentimental - seems to me that a kid whose mother has just died needs more TLC than Scot was getting from anyone.
Best line:
Scot: When you were young, how did you defend yourself?
Eric: I didn't have to. I played hockey.