OK, so in the January issue of Maxim, we warned you not to go see Brokeback Mountain, that "gay cowboy movie" everyone was hot and bothered about. (Especially Rip Taylor.) Well, maybe we shouldn't have judged a movie from its poster. While the subject matter might not be everyone's cup of tea, the critics are right: Brokeback Mountain is a landmark achievement in American film, an unforgettable and emotional dramatic experience that will have you thinking and talking about it long after you leave the theater that is, provided you can get past the subject matter. Directed by Crouching Tigers Ang Lee, this tender story is really about unrequited passion and the need for human connection between a Wyoming ranch hand and a rodeo rider. Although each one is married, they do have a sexual relationship with each other but you never get the feeling its anything but a wrenching human emotional need to hook up with someone who can return the favor. (See, they're not gay, they're lonely! Just like summer camp ) Neither of their marriages are happy ones but they stay in them because thats what you did. (The story starts in 1963 and spans 20 years.) Although the magnificent scenery and surroundings suggest a western motif, this is really a contemporary story of relationships, one anyone who has ever loved and lost can relate to. Yes, even you.