I have mixed feelings about this film. While it is not a bad film, it leaves a lot to be desired. We only get a small sense of what is going on in these four interconnecting stories in Mexico City. In the end we are left wanting more depth in the stories and characters. This film floats on the surface of these stories, and fails to explore the character's inner depths.
An insipid exercise on what it means to be gay. A type of feel-good experience that takes risks visually (shameless full-frontals and sex scenes), but ultimately falls shorts by adhering to the Happy Ending Narrative mainstream audiences expect. Mostly, the direction and screenplay are at fault to the point I didn't watch the whole film because my eyes were rolled to the back of my head.
There's very little to set most of these stories apart from their more in-depth variations elsewhere. Sometimes the acting quality is all the film has to engage the audience with. At times a tepid experience, the film is mostly pleasant on first viewing, but not worth coming back for more.