Posted on Tuesday, May 15th, 2012 by Germain Lussier
A sense of humor is like a fingerprint; no two are alike. What one person finds hilarious another doesn’t, and everyone has their own catalog of things that make them falls into hysterics. Sacha Baron Cohen‘s latest vehicle, The Dictator, tries to cover every single kind of humor imaginable. Do you like super offensive, evil humor? It’s got that. Potty humor? That’s there too. Social satire? Sure, why not. This wild unevenness is the film’s distinguishing factor and it leads to moments of genius, outbursts of offensive hilarity, and others of awkward, silent stupidity.
Structured around a boring, run-of-the-mill mistaken identity narrative, the main thing that keeps The Dictator from dying is an incredible level of unpredictability. At any moment, seemingly anything can happen in the name of a joke. This begets huge hits and big misses. Once again directed by Borat and Bruno helmer Larry Charles, The Dictator entertains but is deeply flawed and anything but subtle. Read More »