Remember that random 1991 sequel to “The Blue Lagoon” that literally no one asked for?

“Return to the Blue Lagoon” was a cinematic disaster that somehow still made it to theaters

BUT. Enter Brian Krause, giving us pure island boy fantasy for 90 straight minutes.

While straight audiences were clutching their pearls over the “scandalous” teen romance, we were blessing the costume department for Brian’s complete inability to find a shirt.

The plot is basically “two hot teens discover what bodies are” but make it ~ tropical ~. The movie? Pure cheese. The straight romance? About as exciting as a coconut. Brian’s sun-kissed everything? A religious experience for us gays of the 90’s