Ever since Wonkette noted it lo these many . . . uh, couple of days ago, I have been burning to see queerhouse erotic art thriller Eden's Curve, featuring Congresscreature Virgil Goode. Fortunately, my buddy D. is double-plus awesome and had it at The Dreaming Ant. This movie, let me tell you, is fagtastic. It is definitely the best arthouse bisexual all-male-college 1970s teacher-student romance heroin Thoreauan poetical drama I have ever seen. Also the only, but who cares? I mean, I went to Oberlin, where everyone was gay, from the real gays to the aptly termed four-year queers, who spent their 4-year idyll in Ohio getting fucked in the ass before going to Columbia and marrying some nice Jewish girl in the cultural studies graduate program, and not once in four years did any of my poetry professors give me a sponge bath in a coal-heated bathtub in the middle of the woods. Not once. Forty fucking grand a year, and all I ever got was this lousy diploma.