My wife likes any movie with Reese Witherspoon and can, probably, watch any number of them countless times a week without hesitation. You know, those funny comedies she does. Real knee slappers, those are.
Listen, I have nothing against Reese, and have no issue admitting in mixed company that I even like her movies, but I must say that my wife giggles, at best, when she's watching Reese's films.
Enter Sacha Baron Cohen, of whom, I've tried to get my lady to watch over the years on HBO. But of course, it was when I talked her into coming to the theater to watch Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan that I knew I could pry her brunette head away from dumb blond movies. I resisted telling her she could possibly experience a laugh that goes out of control most typically causing an involuntary expulsion of any of the non-sexual bodily fluids. The rest is history. I've never seen her laugh at a movie like this before. She probably won't admit it.
It doesn't matter. I'm sure I can get her into the theaters come May of '09. Her anxiety will build as Sacha once again puts himself and everyone around him in the most embarrassing, unlikely and uncomfortable situations imaginable. But this time, he will let them release all that tension with a cackle and guffaw in his next movie, Bruno.
FilmBender is Funny Movie Reviews, and just check out the Borat trailer... you'll sh*t in your underpants.
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