Note how the director kisses the wolf's ass all the way through, despite deception, murder, enforced cannibalism, attempted sexual assault, and even soliciting a minor to shit on him at one point (I see you mousing back up to press play all of a sudden; I'm watching and now judging you...) By the end of this short, the wolf is unambigously presented as the tragic victim of events. Cruel Little Red Ricci toys with his fragile emotions because she's a heartless slutty tease who wants to crush the wolf's hopes and dreams for her own sick gratification! This lunacy is absolutely typical of a certain type of gay cinema, although there's usually more nudity and scenes go on for too long. A certain type of arty farty gay director takes a wretched character, sometimes even a villanous one, and then refocuses a familiar story and setting to present their chosen antagonist as misunderstood, worthy of extreme sympathy, and put upon by everyone else.
Which is a fancy way of describing exactly what you're doing here with Mr HM Woggle Bug TE, Cynth. Hence the endlessly comical gay romance films you accidentally produce...