How does one go about reviewing a film such as Borat? It is only a film by a rather loose application of the word. It is more a series of vignettes tied together under a common purpose, to learn of America's culture to improve the glorious nation of Kazakhstan, and a secondary tale of Borat's desire to wed Pamela Anderson after seeing an episode of Baywatch.
Sure, that sounds like enough to hang a movie on, but this is a hilarious collection of skits placing Sacha Baron Cohen in situations where his quick wit and ability to improvise expose a darker side of our nature that many may not want to admit is there.
The festivities kick off in Borat's home town, where he introduces us to many of the town's denizens, including the town rapist and his sister, fourth best prostitute in the country. He takes pride in his wealth, and in his backwards ways. He takes his attitudes on the road to America, where he seeks to learn about the culture, in an effort to improve his own country.
The brilliance of Borat lies in the way the character's backwards beliefs are at times confirmed by the unsuspecting Americans that he encounters on his journey. Some of the interactions are staged and some are improvised — either way, you never know quite what you are going to get.
Reviewing this is akin to reviewing the Jackass movies. It is either a movie you are going to get or you aren't; it has nothing to do with intelligence, but it is rather out there. It is not your typical mainstream comedy. It is a movie that defies analysis. It puts itself out there, it takes taste to the limit and then pushes until the barrier breaks. You will spend as much time laughing yourself silly as you will squirming from the uncomfortable setups that are created.
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