Some stuff on the web about a movie. Was reminded by a post from nosetu.

Towleroad's source very close to the production of the cowboy love story Brokeback Mountain which is currently shooting just outside Calgary, Canada, reports in that a kiss between actors Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger was shot yesterday. According to the source "the boys were a bit nervous at first, but eventually got into it and turned in a great scene." Towleroad isn't speculating as to what "got into it" means.

Apparently, the two actors were only having problems with the kiss, not any of the sexual scenes, like the following moment excerpted directly from the script:

INT. BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN: CAMP: TENT: JUST BEFORE DAWN:

Both are warm inside JACK'S bedroll.

JACK is wide awake now. ENNIS, on his back is half-asleep.

JACK, tentative, takes one of ENNIS'S big hands from outside the bedroll
and guides it inside, down toward his own groin.

ENNIS, coming full awake, realizes where his hand is... jerks it away as
if he's touched fire.

Raises up, gets to his knees, unbuckles his belt, shoves his pants down
with one hand, uses the other to haul JACK up on all fours.

JACK doesn't resist.

ENNIS spits in the palm of his hand, puts it on himself.

They go at it in silence, except for a few sharp intakes of breath.

ENNIS shudders.

Recent reports that Ang Lee is nervous about including explicit love scenes may still hold true — all the gay stuff may yet end up on the cutting room floor, and the director has told the Calgary Sun that the sexual scenes will be "modest". However, anyone who has read Annie Proulx's heartwrenching story will know that this forbidden love is at the center of the tale. Ang Lee would also be a fool to let such a potent, buzz-building, controversial, and lust-inducing element fall by the wayside.

Sounds like the scene from the book where they reunite after a number of years (hope you don't mind me including an excerpt):

Late in the afternoon, thunder growling, that same old green pickup rolled in and he saw Jack get out of the truck, beat-up Resistol tilted back. A hot jolt scalded Ennis and he was out on the landing pulling the door closed behind him. Jack took the stairs two and two. They seized each other by the shoulders, hugged mightily, squeezing the breath out of each other, saying, son of a bitch, son of a bitch, then, and easily as the right key turns the lock tumblers, their mouths came together, and hard, Jack's big teeth bringing blood, his hat falling to the floor, stubble rasping, wet saliva welling, and the door opening and Alma looking out for a few seconds at Ennis's straining shoulders and shutting the door again and still they clinched, pressing chest and groin and thigh and leg together, treading on each other's toes until they pulled apart to breathe and Ennis, not big on endearments, said what he said to his horses and daughters, little darlin.