When your dream is — as Hollywood agent Diane puts it — “to be other people’s dreams,” achieving it requires a certain level of sacrifice. Undeniably, the most important role a Hollywood leading man will play in this lifetime is that of himself — the handsome actor, devoted husband, doting father. The Access Hollywood storyline leaves little room for reality, and therefore not a whole lot of space for falling in love with rent boys from Williamsburg. Allow me to explain:
Mitchell (Tom Everett Scott) is in New York with his agent Diane (played fabulously by Julie White) in order to convince a playwright — who is stubbornly devoted to the integrity of his hit play about two men in love — to sell them the rights to make a film version. But when Mitchell summons Alex (Johnny Galecki), a male prostitute, to his hotel room and unexpectedly falls in love with the heart of gold beneath Alex’s leather jacket and asymmetrical haircut, things get complicated. According to Diane, straight actors win Oscars for gay roles, but a gay actor in a gay role is just bragging. If Mitchell comes out of the closet to be with Alex openly, the film will have to be straightened up.
Douglas Carter Beane has written four unique, sometimes tragic and consistently very funny characters, but the well-dressed, fast-talking, problem-solving realist of an agent Diane really carries this play. Julie White is exceptional in the role and dominates every scene she sets her high-heeled foot in. (Every scene, that is, except the one with full frontal male nudity.)