David Ehrenstein

Full of fresh and unexpected observations about the cross-culturally complex lives of second-generation Indians living in the U.S.

Vera's technical prowess ends up selling his film short; he smoothes over hard truths even as he uncovers them.

The film belongs to Jordan Brower, whose every appearance breaks one's heart, and makes some otherwise familiar material come alive.

You can see all the jokes and heart-tugs coming a mile away. But writer Joseph A. Ciota and director Frank Ciota have a light touch. And they have a real find in their leading man, Eddie Malavarca.

When Circuit is on its game it's very telling and where it's at its best is detailing just how difficult it is for men so hedonistically self-involved to love one another.

More art-directed than directed, there's nothing in the way of serious thought to be found here,

Few things are quite as frustrating as a film that chooses a highly controversial subject then proceeds to give it the kid-glove treatment. That's the case with writer-director James Bolton's well-made, if excruciatingly slow-paced, drama.

Not only unfunny, but downright repellent.

Though wildly imperfect, manages, for all its missteps, to touch on a number of important issues few gay films have dealt with to date.