The plot revolves around a conservative, small-town mother named Helen (Mari Marks) who doesn't like how her daughter, Luella (Georgia Jean), has started a lesbian relationship with a nun. After stabbing the nun to death (or does she?), Helen begins a quest to turn a homo into a hetero in hopes that her daughter will fall in love with him. She plans to select a worthy candidate at her bed and breakfast hotel, where several homosexual couples are arriving for vacation. Helen releases her deviant, gay-eating son to help her narrow down the number of possible candidates. Chaos ensues.
The film has an amusing, campy quality that makes it more tolerable than the opening musical sequence (titled 'Watch out for the Straights') leads you to believe it will be. There's a fine line separating campy and cheeseball, however, and The Gay Bed and Breakfast of Terror delves far into the latter. Perhaps if writer/director Jaymes Thompson had cast better actors, the cheese would have been more palatable.
Unfortunately, Thompson seemingly picked actors based on their look, not talent. Sure, having the right look is important, especially when you're casting thinly-sketched, stereotype characters. But they still need to be able to act. With the exception of Mari Marks' performance -- who goes so far over the top with the Helen character that it actually works -- these players have no business calling themselves actors. You end up laughing at the film... not with it.
