When it comes to comedy, Seth Gordon’s big-screen Baywatch is a total boys’ club.
I admit it: Sarah Palin is making me go as batshit crazy as a Young Earth Creationist.
The film panders to those short on memory as if its central inspiration, Sam Raimi’s Spider-Man, were just released last week.
The film invites us to squirm at uncomfortable human interactions that are funny for reasons at once superficial and deeply thoughtful.
What makes it a riot is Sacha Baron Cohen’s gift for establishing circumstances at once squirm-inducing uncomfortable, slapstick-stupid, and insanely inappropriate.
It’s difficult to pay homage to bad television let alone bad television oblivious to its own subversions.