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In the beginning, “I Do Bidoo Bidoo” seemed to be heading in a good direction until director Chris Martinez decided to add another cliché, an antiquated one at that. I am talking about that unnecessary addition of a closeted gay character in love with his straight best friend, and brace yourself, the bading is satisfied furtively loving his straight buddy. Not even a great Apo Hiking Society song can neutralize the awful taste that this twentieth century notion left on the film. But, do not worry; thanks to the politics of tokenism, Martinez attempted a save. Of course, his tokenism will work with straight moviegoers only, the bulk of the population, so everyone is happy. Well, everyone that I do not give a damn about anyway.
What Martinez may be telling us is that a gay man is still an incomplete man and gay affection is still laughable. Just listen to the uproarious laughter of the straight moviegoers at every scene the gay character was in. They swoon when Sam and Tippy kiss, but they laugh at gay feelings. Oh, well. That is the way the heterosexual cookie crumbles. But can somebody please tell Martinez that it is already the twenty-first century? Gay men have a full list of hunky gay men to choose from. They are far too busy juggling other gay men than wasting their time on a straight boy who gets a teenage girl pregnant. We really need to get serious on sex education or pass the RH bill as soon as possible before our centers for unwed mothers become inundated with singing pregnant teens.
Do not get me wrong. I do find “I Do Bidoo Bidoo” highly entertaining, filled with good performances, and kudos for Martinez for creating an endearing story using hits from the Apo Hiking Society. (Notice how I just back tracked there. Consider it film criticism tokenism.) Bottom line, just shut up, watch this film and enjoy. You will love this one if you are not that marginalized enough.