The Familiar Path of Trash Mountain: A Missed Opportunity for Authenticity As I watched Caleb Hearon's Trash Mountain premiere at the Toronto film festival, a sense of déjà vu washed over me.
The movie's narrative – a city dwelling gay man forced to return to his rural hometown after his father's passing – is one we've seen before in various forms.
The "fish out of water" trope has been done to death, and Hearon's film doesn't do enough to shake off its familiarity. The humor often falls flat, relying on cringe worthy moments that feel dated.