Rated R for sexuality, nudity, language and drug/alcohol content, this classic misadventure actually got more laughs out of me than I originally expected. Between the robotic-dance-off in the street in Paris (which is one of the best dance sequences I’ve seen in a movie) and the infamous Absinthe green fairy, it almost makes up for the fact that the movie basically tanks in the last act, but for a movie with a paper-thin plot line, it had a few more-than-funny moments. (“Mi Scusi, Mi Scusi”)
Random Factoid: The first time that Michelle Trachtenberg did her bikini scene, she shook out her hair so much that she actually got dizzy and fell over. Random? Yes. Hilarious? Absofuckinlutley.
So, the final scene, when Scotty finally tracks down the girl of his dreams and (in front of all of Rome, of course, for dramatic suspense…) tells her he loves her, and asks her what she thinks… you get this scene…a horrible ending to an other-wise more-than-mediocre movie.
What exactly are the moral implications of two incredibly horny teenagers having sex in a confessional? In ROME? After pretending to be the NEW POPE? I mean…wow. What a stretch, even for this movie. It has the possibility of being pretty funny, but good Lord, a confessional? Really? The scene is so poorly done too, shoving each other against the walls while listening to her incredibly pathetic fake moans and groans like he has any idea of what he’s doing. And then, a woman actually comes in to confess, that she cheated on her husband (hah, that was pretty good) and she gets a dude’s ass in her face. C’MON. So, I was watching this scene at my friend’s house, and Dean looks over and says, “I knew someone who did that”. My jaw dropped. Someone actually thought this was a good idea. And the only thing running through my head was, “Do you think they confessed what they did afterwards..?”
Religion and sexuality has been intertwined within movies for some time now, but not usually in such a sacrilegious way. I mean, I know teen-sex-comedies have free reign to do basically whatever they can for a cheap laugh, but WOW... sex in a confessional. That is stretching the moral limits a little far, don’t you think.
But where is the line? What’s too far and what’s just far enough that it’s funny without offending someone? Isn’t there always someone who will be offended? Should we just ignore those people and pass them off as “too sensitive” (as we so obviously do) or should we take into consideration the serious implications that this can lead to?
Food for Thought: The Chronicles of Narnia was praised by the Christian community for the morality lessons within it, yet the new movie, The Golden Compass, changed or took out basically all of the anti-Christian-ness that is in the book for the movie, for fear of the backlash from the Christian community. Fair? Or exclusion of the essence of a fiction novel because of what people might think?
This is the "Unrated" Version of the movie. Compare it to the original movie picture, and then try to tell me that media doesn't try to sell sex---->
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