Oscar Wilde was this famous British fag who said a bunch of funny shit, mostly about how worthless chicks are. He was like the Dick Masterson of his generation. It was common knowledge back then that he was chugging cock, but he was super famous and popular - like, to pick a completely random example, actor Tom Cruise is today - so everyone just looked the other way. Our story begins (eventually) when this one guy, who's especially pissed off about Oscar Wilde's gayness because it's none of his business, finally calls him out. Oscar Wilde decides to sue, because England doesn't have the same freedoms to be a complete prick that America does and over there you can't just go around accusing people of huffing pole without some sort of proof. This backfires though because it comes out that as far as young men are concerned ol' Oscar really is taking all comers and coming in all takers, so they end up arresting him instead and charging him with 25 counts of being queer. In the end his wife leaves him (it's hard not to appreciate the irony of being dumped by someone named "Constance"), they auction off all his shit, and he winds up in prison for two years. And we all know what happens in prison, don't we? I still can't decide if he should chalk this up as a win or a lose.

Note: I caught this movie on the This network, and at one point they actually bleeped out a word some cat was reading from a newspaper. I can't believe that a word deemed acceptable for publication in a Victorian era newspaper was too racy for This. Seriously, how beyond pussified can you fucking get?

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