But to me Keller is like the gay antihero. He's no role model or saint, but he's also no asexual Will, no nonthreatening Ellen. And I am telling you that watching Oz is like watching really good gay porn for me. Tough guys, danger, and violence mix with forbidden sex, sometimes forced, sometimes ugly, always hot. Watching Oz, I felt strangely like one of those gay male subscribers to Playgirl, ogling all the straight men, just wishing they'd fuck their buddies—and then they do! I swear the only thing that could make this show better would be if prisoners could break into song and dance numbers in Emerald City. But that's just my faggy musical-theater fetish talking. And that, of course, is an entirely different show.

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