​The Blue Island is the place where lovers meet, where romantic blue roses bloom and shiny blue peacocks strut, preen and flirt. Thus is the gauntlet that all men must run. They must rise to the challenge, run, ride and swim until they reach the blue island shores. Here the Sirens await. Tempting and luring men with their entrancing spirit, they dispatch their melodic whistles to the ranch of three lonely forgotten cowboys. 

Will they rise to the occasion and accept the challenge? Are they men or are they boys?

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In nature, the survival of the species is instinctive:"Blaue Insel" is a satirical comment on post-modern western society and the struggle between feministic principles and masculine identity. 

Are men left with nothing but the consolation of a cold beer?