Displaying an excruciating lack of chemistry, Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal repress a visible shudder after every clinch. It's really a coy, squeamish puff of holiday-brochure landscaping, cowboy couture, a wan Danielle-Steele-meets- Tom-of-Finland affair. Something we must also be wary of in the wake of Ledger's death is the sentimental elevation of Brokeback Mountain to 'gay classic' status.
