A subtle comedy/drama about a hunky guy who hires a hustler instead of dealing with the emotions required in a relationship.
In this sprightly American indie, first-time director/writer Richard LeMay has crafted a modest, yet pleasing story of love -- both lost and gained. Conrad is an uptight SOB who rules his advertising agency and life with strict controls. His lover walked out on him for being such a control freak and his employees are always frustrated. Rather than deal with finding a new lover, or more likely, allowing true emotions to actually happen, he hires a hunky Australian call boy for sexual pleasure. Suffice it to say Conrad doesn't have to hire a prostitute for sex, he's a stud. Ian arrives at his doorstep and the whole sex for money thing seems so easy. This is until Conrad offers Ian a job at his company and things get real complicated real fast. While the subjects of 200 American are sex and romance, there are no lingering shots of male torsos here. The director is trying to get our attention towards the story and off the nudity -- which isn't here. This isn't your ordinary "gay hustler" film -- there are plot twists galore and even a budding romance.
