My Own Private Idaho drifts along like a half-remembered dream — strange, sad, and quietly beautiful. Gus Van Sant takes a story about street hustlers and turns it into something poetic: all empty highways, cheap motels, and that aching need to belong somewhere.
River Phoenix is unforgettable as Mike, the narcoleptic drifter who keeps nodding off mid-heartbreak, in the role that turned him from heartthrob to legend. Keanu Reeves plays Scott, the rich kid slumming it for thrills until real life, and real emotion, catch up. Their connection feels messy and real — part friendship, part longing, all heartbreak.
The film meanders, but in the best way — part road movie, part fever dream. Slow, hypnotic, and full of feeling, it captures what it’s like to be young, lost, and still hoping the next turn might finally lead home.
A very odd and surreal road trip for two gay hustlers, with two totally different backgrounds and aims in life. . This film is like a Shakespearean play on acid and it wasn’t really for me but the one thing that was superb, was the heartbreaking and mesmerising performance by the late River Phoenix.