And just one more thing…

Just because a movie has puppets, doesn’t mean you should bring your kids to an NC-17 rated film. I forgot to mention that when I brought up seeing “Team America” last weekend. A ton of people brought their very young kids! WTF!?!?
Anyway, chew on this interview:

Forget “Fahrenheit 9/11.” “Team America: World Police” is easily the most riveting political satire of the year, if not the most entertaining, the silliest and the dirtiest.
This unhinged parody of ’80s action movies focuses on a gung-ho team of American special agents, played by marionettes, who are hell-bent on ridding the world of terrorists, even if it means toppling the Eiffel Tower and mowing down innocent civilians in the process. Featuring terrorists who mumble “Jihad” and “Mohammed” and puppets engaging in sexual positions never before seen at the Cineplex, “Team America” constitutes a generational litmus test like none before it. At the screening I attended, younger viewers laughed hysterically and emerged with huge grins on their faces, older viewers sat in silence and walked slowly from their seats, scowling. But your ultimate reaction to this film will no doubt depend entirely on 1) how many bad formulaic action movies you sat through in the ’80s; 2) whether the word “fuck” makes you uncomfortable; and 3) how excited you are to see miniature replicas of self-righteous celebrities get their heads blown to smithereens.
Trey Parker and Matt Stone, the creators of “South Park,” have created a visually stunning, wildly goofy but undeniably incisive critique of American culture and our role as global cops. Wall-to-wall absurdity from the first shot, it doesn’t pull any punches, and even its Scooby Doo-like ending will have you laughing louder than you have at any of the limp comic offerings of the last few years.

One thought on “And just one more thing…”

  1. ….They LET really young kids in to an NC-17 film? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I am rolling my eyes at the foolish parents who obviously did no research but I’m surprised that nobody said “I’m sorry sir/m’am, this movie is rated NC-17 and we cannot let your children in”.
    There were children there when I saw The Triplets of Belleville with my mother. Being the evil creature I am I crossed my fingers and hoped for something racy.Then Josephine Baker came out in her banana skirt. Score.
    My mum knew a guy almost picked up Fritz the Cat for his kids. If he hasn’t mensioned it to the clerk who it was being rented for, he wouldn’t have known. What the heck is the point of rating these films if people won’t pay attension? Then some of them even get ANGRY when their kiddies see adult things.

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