Sacha Baron Cohen’s Bruno doesn’t open in the US until July, but it premiered yesterday in London. Despite all the buzz about whether or not the film fairly represented the gay community (uhhhh, I’m gonna go with “no,” because it’s a satire, guys), the early reviews are, I imagine, exactly what Sacha was hoping they’d be.
There’s this, from the BBC:
“Sometimes you question whether he has finally crossed the line into offensive bad taste – and, latterly, whether you were right to laugh at it – but the audience all seemed to guffaw and groan in the right places. They even gasped in horror when they were supposed to.”
And this, from The Sun:
“And here lies a warning — the pygmy sex scene is one of the most horrific incidents ever committed to celluloid. I’m talking fire extinguishers, champagne bottles and mechanically adapted fitness equipment. Teenage boys should under no circumstances watch this with their parents.”
Ooooh, you guys!!! I am SEEING THIS ON OPENING NIGHT. That is, if I can’t talk someone into getting me into a critic’s screening even earlier than that.