Matt Crowley’s play never was much: it’s just a gay variation on one of the most threadbare of dramatic devices, the drunken party that leads to the baring of souls. The characters represent an artificial cross section of gay “types” (a queen, a clone, a hustler, a closet case); what we’re watching isn’t a party, but a David Susskind panel on homosexuality. William Friedkin’s direction of this 1970 film adaptation (made the year before The French Connection) doesn’t do much more than underline the flaws in the material: every scene is shaped to build to the same forced hysteria. With Leonard Frey, Kenneth Nelson, Cliff Gorman, and Frederick Combs.