Friday, June 20, 2008

I have the sense of humor of a twelve year old boy

I must not be as cultured as I have always liked to think I am because while reading the below review of "The Love Guru" by Joe Morgenstern in the Wall Street Journal this morning, all I could do was giggle and think to myself "I can't WAIT to see that!"

'The Love Guru'
Compared to "The Love Guru," "Get Smart" is "Citizen Kane." Mike Myers, as a blissed-out self-help charlatan named Guru Pitka, gets to ride a bejeweled elephant and an electric carpet and talk with a funny Indian accent. But his character, and a ramshackle plot about a lovelorn hockey star (played by Romany Malco) are only crude pretexts for crotch humor, toilet humor, sexual outuendo and a merciless succession of scenes involving flatulence, urination and a dislikable dwarf. This from Paramount, the studio of Cecil B. DeMille, W.C. Fields, "Sunset Boulevard," "Rear Window," "Psycho" and the road pictures of Bob Hope and Bing Crosby. The road taken by "The Love Guru" could hardly be lower, and leads nowhere.

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