By Annabelle Blais
Zack and Miri Make a Porno is a Kevin Smith movie. This is the reason why I decided to watch it. When I was a teenager, I did like Clerks (1994), Mallrats (1995) and even Chasing Amy (1997). But after Dogma (1999) and, definitely, after Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back (2001), I started to get bored with Smith’s universe, a universe filled with comic books, pot smokers and above all Ben Affleck. I thought Smith was stuck in his own world and was going nowhere.
The good thing about his last movie, Zack and Miri Make a Porno (2008), is that Smith is going somewhere else, although I’m not sure it is a better path. Affleck is not in the cast and Silent Bob (Smith) does not appear at the end of the movie to tell wise insights. Jason Mewes (aka Jay) does appear in Zack and Miri though. Smith couldn’t make a movie without his fetish actor, I guess. (Besides, he seems to be the only one that gives him work…).
So Zack and Miri Make a Porno isn’t the usual Smith movie but isn’t good either. The movie starts as a comedy. Two friends, Zack (Seth Rogen) and Miri (Elizabeth Banks), try to solve their cash-flow problems by making a porno.
The first 30 minutes are funny. There are some jokes about sex and the language is very crude. I laughed and wasn’t shocked at all – although some jokes are thrown at us a bit easily. What bothered me is that, somehow, Smith tried to turn the movie into a romantic comedy. This is actually where it got worst. The turning point is when Zack and Miri fall in love while shooting a sex scene for their adult movie. Smith’s humour completely turns it into something scatological. Seeing a woman having a number 2 on the face of a guy during sex, it’s not what I usually call a movie climax. No wonder why after that I couldn’t find the final kissing scene touching.
Well, at the end of the movie, I just thought that the movie was very American. “I would have never seen such a scatological scene in a French movie,” I said to myself. Then, on a second thought, I realized that if, indeed, I would have never seen it in a French movie, the topic wouldn’t have been absent either. I could easily imagine a whole discussion scene on that kind of sexual practices: four friends sitting at the terrace of a Parisian café, smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee as one of them talks about her last sexual experience – with lots of scrupulous adjectives and details – and explains that, when a random guy pooped on her, that changed her life.
I remember a scene in Rien sur Robert (Nothing about Robert, Pascal Bonitzer, 1999) during which Juliette tells her ex-boyfriend Didier about her first anal sex experience with her lover. She blames Didier for depriving her of an experience that was like an epiphany to her and gives him disgusting and disturbing details (“I was afraid I had not washed my ass properly before. And, indeed, it made like café au lait stains on the bedsheets”, she says). I remember that I thought that it was really weird and so French. On second thoughts, I am not sure a pseudo-intellectualized version of anal sex is any better.
Culture, it’s just little differences.
Zack and Miri Make a Porno is a Kevin Smith movie. This is the reason why I decided to watch it. When I was a teenager, I did like Clerks (1994), Mallrats (1995) and even Chasing Amy (1997). But after Dogma (1999) and, definitely, after Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back (2001), I started to get bored with Smith’s universe, a universe filled with comic books, pot smokers and above all Ben Affleck. I thought Smith was stuck in his own world and was going nowhere.
The good thing about his last movie, Zack and Miri Make a Porno (2008), is that Smith is going somewhere else, although I’m not sure it is a better path. Affleck is not in the cast and Silent Bob (Smith) does not appear at the end of the movie to tell wise insights. Jason Mewes (aka Jay) does appear in Zack and Miri though. Smith couldn’t make a movie without his fetish actor, I guess. (Besides, he seems to be the only one that gives him work…).
So Zack and Miri Make a Porno isn’t the usual Smith movie but isn’t good either. The movie starts as a comedy. Two friends, Zack (Seth Rogen) and Miri (Elizabeth Banks), try to solve their cash-flow problems by making a porno.
The first 30 minutes are funny. There are some jokes about sex and the language is very crude. I laughed and wasn’t shocked at all – although some jokes are thrown at us a bit easily. What bothered me is that, somehow, Smith tried to turn the movie into a romantic comedy. This is actually where it got worst. The turning point is when Zack and Miri fall in love while shooting a sex scene for their adult movie. Smith’s humour completely turns it into something scatological. Seeing a woman having a number 2 on the face of a guy during sex, it’s not what I usually call a movie climax. No wonder why after that I couldn’t find the final kissing scene touching.
Well, at the end of the movie, I just thought that the movie was very American. “I would have never seen such a scatological scene in a French movie,” I said to myself. Then, on a second thought, I realized that if, indeed, I would have never seen it in a French movie, the topic wouldn’t have been absent either. I could easily imagine a whole discussion scene on that kind of sexual practices: four friends sitting at the terrace of a Parisian café, smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee as one of them talks about her last sexual experience – with lots of scrupulous adjectives and details – and explains that, when a random guy pooped on her, that changed her life.
I remember a scene in Rien sur Robert (Nothing about Robert, Pascal Bonitzer, 1999) during which Juliette tells her ex-boyfriend Didier about her first anal sex experience with her lover. She blames Didier for depriving her of an experience that was like an epiphany to her and gives him disgusting and disturbing details (“I was afraid I had not washed my ass properly before. And, indeed, it made like café au lait stains on the bedsheets”, she says). I remember that I thought that it was really weird and so French. On second thoughts, I am not sure a pseudo-intellectualized version of anal sex is any better.
Culture, it’s just little differences.