I never found Ali G funny. Bruno had his moments because he lampooned fashionistas. Borat was by far the funniest of Cohen's creations, based on the content of Da Ali G show skits. I enjoyed almost each Borat segment; the humor was usually pretty good, sometimes poignant, and it's fun to see unsuspecting people respond unabashedly to the apparent bumblings of a foreign buffoon.
The Borat movie had a few moments like that ... but the bulk of it was vapid. The scripted moments were not funny. I can't claim to be insulted by the content of the movie, but I do feel taken. For the amount of money I shelled out so my lady friend and I could see the movie, drink soda and eat popcorn, we could have each gotten a decent meal at a number of places. Instead, Cohen and Rupert Murdoch (my boss at the Post) are a little richer for my contribution. I don't mind Mr. Murdoch getting the money back as much as Cohen getting it; it was Murdoch's to begin with, since I made it at one of his enterprises. But if I'm going to give my boss back part of my salary, I'd rather it be spent on food at the News Corp. cafe.
Still, though, that's the nature of things. A product is peddled and an oft-unwitting consumer buys it and, in this case, his lady friend prevents him from asking for a refund, and then he writes about it on this little-read blog. God bless America.
I'd rather have seen the new James Bond movie, but without a good store of recreational funds, I think I'll have to wait for a while on attending that show.
Meanwhile, if you're reading this and had any inclination to see the Borat movie. Save your money and save yourself the time you'd be wasting. You could sit on the toilet for an hour and a half and be more stimulated. Or watch some paint dry. That film isn't even a rental.
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