Review: Bruno
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You owe me Gaelick. This is not my type of film but, it’s got a gay character so I figured I should review it. No good deed goes unpunished it seems. Sweet Jesus what a load of rubbish.
The plot, such as it is, concerns Bruno, a camper-than-Christmas-in-Graceland host of a fashion show in Austria. He is vacuous, self-obsessed and considers celebrity the ultimate goal. So when he gets fired for making a fool of himself at a fashion show, he decides to head to LA to become a celebrity. He can’t do anything, but lack of talent hasn’t prevented others from becoming stars so why not him?
What follows is more a series of skits than a film. Some of them work well, doing what Bruno and Borat do best – showing just how crazy ‘normal’ people are. A scene with parents looking to get photographic work for their children is especially effective. But these are few and there just isn’t enough to raise the film out of Carry On territory into anything resembling smarts.
People have said that I shouldn’t take it so seriously, it’s just a film. But this is the only gay character in the cinema at the moment. Bruno is our soul cinematic representative and he preys on all of the things straight men fear about gay men.
It’s backs to the wall, gay men prey on straights stuff. There are more ‘jokes’ about and references to anal sex than you will ever see in any film. If he’s not sticking things up himself or his boyfriend, he looking at things he could potentially stick up himself or his boyfriend. Yawn.
Sorry, but I just don’t find ‘laugh at the fag’ funny.
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Yeh I was queuing up at the cinema for another film yesterday and the queue was full of teenage kids all clearly dying to laugh along with the straight man taking the piss out of gay men. Charming.
It’s not “laugh at the fag” stuff, it’s laughing at reactions to a cartoonishly gay man. It’s taking the piss out of homophobia. I went to see it with two gay friends this week – one male, one female – and we all enjoyed it for what it is: shameless ‘did-he-just-do-that’ slapstick.
SBC is a near genius when it comes to draining irony out of ridiculous situations, IMO. Getting Paula Abdul to sit on a Mexican man hired as a chair while talking about how important her humanitarian work is to her, showing up the idiocy of parents who push their babies into modelling, visiting a swinger’s party where one of the organiser seems to think it will only lack integrity if there’s ‘queer’ stuff going on, demonstrating how straight alpha males turn nutjobs when their sexuality is vaguely infringed upon.
I thought the plot was shite, and the film was basically just barely strung together. But I LOL’d. A lot.