when love bites you on the ass
by Douglas
Messerli
Tim Sullivan
(screenwriter and director), Patrick Copeland (music) I Was a Teenage
Werebear / 2011 [30 minutes]
Poor cute boy
Ricky O’Reily (Sean Paul Lockhart) is being chased by Peggy Lou (Gabrielle
West) and can’t quite escape her attentions. This spoof begins with a rocking
SUV in which Ricky in his
red tighties is
being almost literally attacked by the octopi-like grabbing Peggy Lou, bra and
panties, trying to get fully under covers and into the sexual paradise.
They’re interrupted by his father and
little brother, the father delighted with his son’s seeming sexual activities,
particularly since he’s been previously so reluctant. Ricky assures the leering
parent, however, that “nothing happened.” And as far as Peggy Lou’s concerned,
that’s just the problem. Every time they’re together, she observes her
boyfriend looking at the other boys playing on the beach, and sings a ballad to
help cure him: “Don’t Look Away.” But Ricky sings in response:
“Baby give me some
time
So I can make up my mind
Just know that it isn’t you
These feelings make me so blue.
I’m trying real hard to find
The one that makes me feel right
Til then I guess that it’s you
That’s just the best I can do.
So I’ll look away, baby
Guess, I’ll look away.”
Clearly he’s got mixed feelings.
Ricky turns to see if he can help Peggy
Lou as Talon and his friends, Dan (Chris Staviski) and Den (John McCormick)
walk off.
So begins the quite hilarious Tim
Sullivan drive-in movie horror tale spoof, I Was a Teenage Wearbear, one
of the short cinema delights of LGBTQ films in the second decade of the 21st
century.
A kind of gypsy nurse, Nurse Maleva (Lin
Shaye) suddenly appears to care for Peggy Lou, the gypsy assuring him she’ll be
okay, but Ricky’s look away has suddenly focused on something else as he sees
Talon and imagines himself and his new love suddenly romping on the beach, the
gypsy cursing and shooing away the very object of Ricky’s desires. She
recognizes him as a beast!
At the local teen cheerleading rally and
beach wrestling competition, meanwhile, Ricky pins Butch, and Talon appears to
take on Ricky, in the process biting him the butt, which, of course, turns him
soon thereafter into a fellow werebear.
This tale certainly has it right, the
werewolves of many a horror film were most definitely code for the outsider
gays of the stories as I have made clear in the late 1940s and 1950s volumes.
Here it’s made quite apparent that a werebear is a gay boy, Ricky now having
fallen completely under the sway of leatherboy Talon.
And already, as Ricky sings, he’s got a
feeling that he’s going explode, wondering just much longer does he have hold
on to his load. “OOOOh what do I do? I really gotta purge this urge.” “The time
is comin’,” he continues, “when I gotta choose. There’s no more hidin,’ no more
playin’ by the boss man’s rules.” Now only in his jockstrap, Ricky dances out
his recognition that he’s got to “purge the urge.”
Coach Tuffman (Tim Sullivan) has
overheard Ricky’s plea, and takes him into his office for a discussion. Ricky
explains that he’s been told to be true to himself, and he tries to be, but
sometimes he gets these urges, some of them seemingly “the wrong kind” of
urges. Tuffman confesses that he too gets these urges as he watches the boys
showering, and suddenly the coach is between Ricky’s thighs ready to do something
for him, he promises, that his wife will never do. It’s at that moment,
however, when Ricky realizes his new found strength, squashing coach’s head
between his legs, blood spurting everywhere, eyeballs popping. Ricky is now a
murderer.
But just when they’re finished, the Coach,
Butch and his gang appear and seeing the two boys together he is out to prove a
lesson to the pansy boys. Butch pulls down his pants presumably to fuck Talon.
We know immediately where this will end. Talon
turns into a true werebear and he and his duo turn the room into a blood bath.
But this time Ricky doesn’t join in, and
he doesn’t turn into a werebear. “I’m not like any of you,” he insists. Poor
Ricky, between a rock and a hard place surely. In only his jock, Ricky runs to
Nurse Maleya to beg for her help, telling her that Talon and the twins are not
“just different,” she interrupts him “they’re werebears.” She explains: “Where
I come from there is an old saying. Even a boy who thinks he’s straight, but
shaves his balls by night, may become a werebear in the hormone’s rage and the
latent urge takes flight.”
Where can Ricky turn? Peggy Lou is now a
drooling idiot (just as perhaps she has long been inside). When Ricky gets a
hard-on for a picture of a muscle-man that Maleya produces, he knows that he is
truly now a werebear, even though Peggy Lou is convinced he’s just a homo.
Ricky hurries back to his van, where he
finds Talon waiting, ready for sex. But Ricky refuses, saying Talon has done
this to him, Talon insisting it is beast in himself, and sings “Love Bit Me on
the ass” with the twins as backups, finally our cutey Ricky joining in:
Love, love bit me on the ass,
Bit me deep down too.
Love bit on the ass,
But I’m in no way like you.
I may be quite different,
But I am not a beast.
I just want to cuddle
And you just want a piece.
Nonetheless, the lovely Ricky also turns into a flabby, hairy-faced monster just like Talon. Talon tells him to meet him down at the luau where they plan a bloodbath for all the slights they’ve received. But even now Ricky refuses to join in, arguing that’s now the way you gain acceptance. Talon knocks him out.
At the luau the lead singer performs “Sexy
Waves.” But the next up in Talon and his gang, who sing “Do the Werebear,” the
entire remainder of the class dancing agreeably along.
Ricky shows up just in time, masturbates
until he too turns into a werebear again and challenges Talon, but fails.
Maleva knows just what to do. With the metal bat Ricky has brought she jabs it
up the asses of the twins which immediately turns them back into dead human
beings. She hands the baton to Ricky he jambs it up Talon’s but three times,
falling him, Talon admitting there should have been more like him, as Rich
holds him in a position that can only remind one of James Dean’s Jim Stark held
Sal Mineo’s Plato at the end of Rebel without a Cause.
Ricky sings a song just for Talon, a pean
to gay life that Talon and his duo weren’t able to realize: “There’s Room for
All.”
“I dig bananas, and you dig pears.”
Just because we’re different, there
should no squares.
Grab girl or grab your buddy, whichever
way you play.
Come on let’s face it, everybody’s gay.”
In the end, accordingly—at least California—love
is open to everybody. But what about the venom left in Ricky’s system by
Talon’s bite? Next time he gets aroused by a passing lad, will he safely remain
in his cute red tighties or jock strap or go wild in a leather strap.
Los Angeles,
January 13, 2025
Reprinted from My
Queer Cinema blog (January 2025).
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