Colby Holt and Sam Probst's compelling motion picture is a true queer horror story. About a handsome kindhearted high school wrestling champion named Lee Fletcher, impressively played by Jordan Doww, who is a closeted gay teenage and constantly battles with his own sexuality to such a degree that he is emotionally and physically tormenting by visions of a grotesque demonic creature menacing him. Lee's sexual urges are completely unacceptable to his deeply religious homophobic parents, Big Lee and Floy, superbly played by Joe Chrest and Robyn and Lively, who do nothing to help him. Things become worse when Lee meets and develops a crush on an openly gay student, Kyle Culper, wonderfully played by Pablo Castelbanco in an endearing performance, who soon falls in love with him. Once Lee's parents catch wind of the attraction he has towards Kyle, they turn towards the church for help and remedies to cure their's son homosexuality which are horrific and brutal. Lee is near the breaking point as he struggles with his strong feelings towards Kyle, and the monstrous demonic creature that keeps haunting him. Solid direction by Holt and Probst, and marvelously acted by the entire cast, with an engrossing script by Colby Holt. This fine film is a mixture of Gothic horror and coming of age story that is extremely well made.

This all-too-familiar tale about nutty christian homophobes and gay conversion therapy is well on the way to being a great little movie when it all goes horribly, hysterically wrong. It's the story of "Little Lee" Fletcher who is gay, but afflicted with a bible-bashing, fundamentalist father (Big Lee) and a psycho God-fearing mother right out of "Carrie". The film deftly negotiates Lee's budding romance with out-and-proud Kyle and his struggle to break free of his suffocating family. And it's particularly good at using horror tropes to represent just how torturous and damaging religious oppression can be. And in that respect it's rather better than the rather bland, lacklustre Boy Erased. But everything goes off the rails when Lee embarks on conversion therapy with the demented Pastor Royer, who, unbelievably, conducts electro-convulsive therapy in his church office! Now, while gay christians were often subjected to ECT, it was most definitely NOT conducted by pastors in their churches, Ganymede then hurtles toward a wildly over-the-top dramatic denouement that is either camp or just plain silly, depending on your point of view. A shame really, becasuse the film's first tow acts are not half bad. But all is lost in the third.