Catapulting me out of blogger’s block is not a crash, a war, a flu, nor the glory of Spring, it is the coming of BRUNO, Sacha Baron Cohen’s latest messianic provocation about a gay, Austrian fashion reporter who assaults our tender psyches with his bare-all fashionista flair. The alt-title says it all: Delicious Journeys Through America for the Purpose of Making Heterosexual Males Visibly Uncomfortable in the Presence of a Gay Foreigner in a Mesh T-Shirt. In other words, another fearless flick by the makers of the gut-busting BORAT, that, if the trailer delivers, will boldly expose the rabid fear of each other that screws us up so bad, and keeps us in the global dog-house we’re in.

Sacha Baron Cohen belongs on the all-star team of the eternally great Jewish comics (not known for physical prowess, but for their uncanny ability to make us laugh, cry, and goose the Establishment), including, amongst others: Lenny Bruce, Woody Allen, and Sarah Silverman. Viva la revolución!

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Double trouble: Sacha Baron Cohen is Bruno









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