No matter its contemporary setting, [My Fake Boyfriend] feels like a throwback to an earlier era of Drew/Sandra/Julia-led vehicles. For better and for worse.

To set expectations, it’s best to think of “My Fake Boyfriend” as two movies.

An accomplished and beautifully judged performance by Australian Keiynan Lonsdale elevates this preposterous romantic comedy, which could easily have been a complete turkey.

Gay people deserve cheesy romcoms, too. It’s very rare that we see films like this, ones with recognizable stars, raunchy humor, and eye candy to spare; it’s even more rare that both romantic leads are men of color.