A cliche-driven "Cyrano de Bergerac" retoss, like a slightly stale salad that tastes good enough.
“Am I the only gay man who’s looking for more than what’s behind the zipper?” blogs the slightly misfit hero of “Is It Just Me?” Of course he’s not — gay indie romantic comedies are full of his ilk, as well as fantasy hunks improbably questing for more ordinary-looking nice guys with good hearts. JC Calciano’s polished feature is a cliche-driven “Cyrano de Bergerac” retoss, like a slightly stale salad that tastes good enough nonetheless. Niche ancillary prospects will freshen.
Physically and sartorially recalling John Cusack circa “Say Anything,” Blaine (Nicholas Downs) is a perfectly attractive-enough new arrival in West Hollywood who nonetheless feels, “Being average in a world of physical perfection is the worst kind of gay purgatory.” Heightening his sense of insufficient hotness is his smokin’ pickup-artist flatmate, Cameron (Adam Huss). Blaine does connect emotionally with a Southern-fried musician online, but an Internet mixup results in super-nice Xander (David Loren) expecting him to look like gym-pumped Cam. Expected complications ensue, sometimes borderline dumb but ultimately quite sweet. Overactive acoustic-guitar score lowlights the otherwise decent tech/design packaging; perfs are agreeable.