Bruno

Saw Bruno today.

Watch the trailer, you get the idea.

Look—I don’t know how he did it after Borat, since one would imagine everyone is onto him. This movie did seem more set up and controlled than the last one.

At first, I thought the super-duper, over-the-top gay thing in Bruno was so 1981. But the big point of the movie is: You people can’t take a big effeminate, gay man…but you are totally cool with violence.

Which is a great comment and quite profound, but also banal and sad.

Actually, a sadness runs deep in this movie. Like Vietnam sad. Underneath the humor.

Sasha B. Cohen looked eerily like my nephew, which was odd to endure.

Bruno, a big, funny, sad movie.