Bulgarian Lovers

Well acted, and its Faustian dynamic of mutual exploitation would be absorbing enough, but as Kyril draws Daniel into ever shadier situations, the film loses its tone and devolves into absurd political farce.

Slightly better than some recent skin-deep gay- and lesbian-themed movies.

Shows that Mr. De la Iglesia's long absence hasn't dulled his sense of stylish, cinematic storytelling.

Has a verbal wit and tang to it, which set it quite above most gay film fare in literary terms.