I’m not normally a big fan of Sacha Baron Cohen’s work. I hated Borat with the passion of a thousand fiery suns. I haven’t seen Ali G or Bruno, but I did watch that TV show he had years ago, and I hated that, too.
However, due to some strange planetary alignment, I actually sat down and watched this film, and enjoyed it. I’m fairly sure that I just happened to be in the right mood for it, and I’m sure that if I saw it again I’d hate it.
I don’t actually remember it so well, so there’s a chance I was drunk. I think there were cum jokes, goat sex jokes, abortion jokes and he possibly robbed a beard from a dead man.
Now I have the joy of having ‘Me Julie’ stuck in my head! Yay! Life is win! Yay!
