I find Billy Eichner exhausting, so there wasn't much hope for me heading into this. It feels like a bunch of SNL sketches about being gay interspersed with excerpts from Eichner's therapy sessions. Couldn't he have just written an essay for some magazine or something?

He's lucky he overstuffed this with every observation, joke, and stray thought about queerness because I doubt he's ever going to get to lead another movie. 

It was fun seeing Guy Barnum, Symone, T.S. Madison, and Bowen Yang on the big screen. 

And despite how tiresome and annoying I mostly found this, it did make me laugh out loud quite a few times. There are some really sharp one-liners, and the Debra Messing scene killed me.