Borat
Due to all the publicity and fanfare over Borat, well, I just had to see it. I couldn’t wait for the video. So, hubby and I played hooky and actually went to the theatre to see this movie. Now, understand, this is said to be the funniest movie of all time – side-splitting, pant-peeing funny.
I’ve never seen such trash in my life. It was nauseating and stupid, an insult to any and all. I’m embarrassed to have spent money and time to see it. But then, how was I to know? I sometimes rely on the critics. It was obvious that all that stuff was done for shock value. Well, I wasn’t shocked, I was bored. Bored and disgusted.
However, the movie committed the worst sin possible for a comedy. It wasn’t funny. I could put up with anything but that. My sides didn’t split and I didn’t pee. I had to cover my eyes from time to time, however. Like when he presented his hostess with a baggie of poop at the dinner table. It was all I could do to keep from throwing up.
If poop makes you roll in the aisles, go for it. Otherwise, save your money.