It looks like another sweet high school drama, but don’t be fooled. Monster Pies is the kind of film that quietly sneaks up on you, breaks your heart, and then just… leaves you with it.
Monster Pies (2013): When Love Doesn’t Wait for Permission
When two teenage boys are paired to create a modern “Romeo and Juliet,” they discover that love stories are easier to write than to live.
Mike is the quiet type – shy, polite, and invisible in the way most sensitive kids learn to be. Then comes Will, the new boy with the messy hair and the kind of energy that makes you want to look twice. When their teacher pairs them up to reinterpret Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, they decide to make a film. And somewhere between fake lines and real feelings, they start to blur the difference between fiction and truth.
At first, it’s innocent. Two boys filming after school, playing monsters for fun – Frankenstein and the Wolf Man. But like every secret, it starts to grow teeth. There’s a moment that says it all: Will kisses Mike, and Mike runs away. Later, when Will asks why, he says, “It’s because I liked it.” That line alone could sum up the entire film. That quiet terror of realizing you’ve just crossed a line that no one prepared you for.
Monster Pies captures that raw confusion of first love – especially when it’s the kind of love the world still whispers about. What’s refreshing here is how small everything feels: no grand speeches, no Pride flags, no melodrama. Just small houses, quiet dinners, bad parents, and two kids trying to find a space that doesn’t exist for them yet.
Will’s life is rough. An alcoholic father, a past full of loss, and a home where kindness feels like a foreign word. Mike’s world isn’t violent – just numb. He’s the kind of boy who apologizes even when he’s the one bleeding. Together, they build something fragile and beautiful, until fear and circumstance do what they always do – destroy it.
The tragedy isn’t in the love itself. It’s in the timing. These boys meet too early in life and in too small a town. One gets crushed by the weight of shame, the other survives with guilt. By the end, when Mike plays back the film they made – a student project turned memorial – it’s devastating. No music, no tears, just that line echoing from the tape: “Maybe the Werewolf wants to share his transformation with Frankenstein.” You realize that’s all this ever was – two souls trying to share what makes them human.
Monster Pies doesn’t shout. It whispers, and maybe that’s why it hurts more. Because we’ve all had that one love that came at the wrong time, in the wrong place, and still felt more right than anything since.
It’s not a coming-out story
It’s not a coming-out story. It’s a story about finding the courage to love before the world gives you permission. And sometimes, permission never comes.
