Giles De'Ath is a middle-aged writer living in London: his wife died and he doesn't intend to write anymore. At one instance, he accidentally locks himself out of his apartment, so he decides to go to the cinemas to watch a movie adaptation of some dramatic novel, but accidentally enters at the wrong time, just when the screening of the stupid teenage comedy "Hotpants College 2" starts. Just as he is about to leave, he spots a young actor named Ronnie Bostock on the screen and is fascinated. From there on, he dedicates his whole life to Ronnie: he sees all of his films, collects his photos and even holds a quiz about him. Thus, he decides to go to Long Island to meet Ronnie in person. There he meets Ronnie's girlfriend Audrey who leads him to Ronnie. Giles offers to write a literate script for him. But when he admits his love, Ronnie leaves him. Giles mysteriously disappears.
"Love and Death on Long Island" is a beautiful example of a simple story and an excellent execution. The respectful London writer Giles De'Ath, who in his mature age suddenly discovers his (gay) love towards a young actor, is spectacularly sustained played by the excellent actor John Hurt, but equally surprising is the performance by Jason Priestley, who here gave the role of a lifetime and managed to get rid of his reputation of the star of the TV teenage soap opera "Beverly Hills 90210" by variegating its content. This shining little humorous drama slowly crystallizes its quirky touch in the scene where the distinguished writer Giles accidentally locks himself out of the apartment, decides to go watch an artistic movie at the cinemas, but instead of an adaptation of E.M. Forster, he enters the wrong theater, accidentally spots the young actor in a dumb comedy movie on the screen and decides to watch it until the end, whereas in the closing credits his name, "Ronnie Bostock", glows for Giles—from there on director Richard Kwietniowski describes his comical obsession and infatuation in a very shrill way.
Giles wisely says: "I found beauty where nobody looked", creating an interesting yin-yang relationship with the young Ronnie: while Giles is respectable, he is saddened that Ronnie is treated as a trash celebrity and wants to help him. As if a person from the higher ranks of society wants to help elevate a person from the lower ranks. It is so subtly absurd and stimulating because it is so touchingly surreal: it would be as if Orhan Pamuk would fall in love with Paris Hilton and try to make Meryl Streep out of her. Giles defends Ronnie where ever he can and even finds deeper layers in his silly films, contemplating how true art can even be deciphered in panned movies if one just rearranges some aspects of it: maybe even bad art is just an imperfect, unpolished version of great art, and still hides deeper truths inside? One of the most subtle jokes comes when Giles sends Ronnie a letter via fax that is so long that it covers his whole room with paper. The open ending is brilliant, the movie is a small masterpiece, and the authors craft the story about the discovery of hidden beauty in insignificance and new happiness through new perspectives in such a way that even her most quiet moments seem more captivating than numerous loud big budget action movies.