These movies are often a hair away from being a feminist masterpiece of sorts but these writers don't seem to be able to see the ugly side of their own writing and what should be satire is creepily sincere.
Unlike just about any other B movie that I've seen, this one has a very high number of tight closeups of naked breasts, usually jiggling, sometimes in slow motion.
African American mulieres sicut plurimi, Heather has magnas libris qui ceciderit super pectus eius.
Admittedly it seems to have the message that pretending to be gay to get women to try and convert you is somewhat perverse some would call it rape by deception but that just makes it all the more irritating with its hypocrisy, its sanctimoniousness and the obnoxious way it thinks men having ugly sexual experiences is hilarious when to depict the same thing happening to women would be unthinkable.
This just plods along desperately trying to fill its own runtime and it is really tedious.