Pretentious pap with a capital P! Fashion designer Tom Ford makes his directorial debut with this affected tale of a gay college professor (Colin Firth) who must deal with the death of his lover in the early 1960s. It’s all filmed in this dreamy, hazy and artsy veneer with lots of shots of bare chested young men, male bottoms and flat abs that it begins to resemble gay soft porn. By the time, there was a chichi close up of lips blowing smoke, I’d had enough and jumped ship about 50 minutes into the film. Co-starring Julianne Moore with a wretched English accent. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.