Isle of
This here is one
unique piece of work: A low-budget musical extolling the joys of lesbianism,
whose writer-director-songwriter-star Jeff B. Harmon is apparently a former documentarian and war correspondent for British TV. Hard to
believe, but his biography on the movie's official Web site says so. Featuring
plenty of really obvious smalltown and gay jokes, Isle
of Lesbos deliberately hammers home and overplays
the obviousness of the humor in such a way that it ends up being funny again, in
the mold of Mark Pirro's cult classic Nudist
Colony of the Dead. For example: The small town that heroine April Pfferpot (Kirsten Holly Smith) is from is named "Bumfuck," a word that is repeated so often and so
straight-faced that it generates some chuckles, as do the blatantly fake farm
animals (regular actors wearing animal masks) and songs with lyrics like
"Though she never used to play with dolls/Who'da
thought she'd grow a pair of balls?" The plot, what little there is,
involves an alternate, through-the-looking glass dimension resembling a set
from the original Star Trek series, where repressed lesbians are sent
shortly before they commit suicide to live out a glorious tribal existence. But
when April goes through the mirror, her redneck kinfolk ain't
havin' none o' that! There are some moments of tedium
(a needlessly long and expository scene when April first arrives on