The one thing that everyone can agree on is that this film is never boring. The national consensus is that it’s too short–but I felt it was a fine length, because some of the scenes are so protracted that it feels like a more intense experience. The scene with the humor coach was priceless, in that it hammered home the old online dating adage: being able to identify a joke is not the same thing as having a sense of humor.
Reuters posed the question of whether Borat was good for the Jews. (Hello, Reuters, and welcome to the conversation we’ve been having online for the past few months or so.) Things I learned: a Hebrew U professor likens Borat’s approach to that of Jewish satirist Karl Kraus, an Austrian playwright and poet who “though he preached Jewish assimilation and was aghast at the rise of Adolf Hitler, Kraus’s writings may have helped spread Nazi doctrine among Europe’s ruling classes, some historians believe.” Another lesson of the article is that when needing a Jewish source, always contact Shmuely Boteach.
And finally, the article also provides a good answer to the question of “What is Heeb Magazine, exactly?” According to the article, which quotes Heeb writer Sara Marcus, Heeb is “an irreverent Jewish affairs magazine.” Next issue we better be seeing some photos of those affairs, kids…
For my account of seeing the film on the Jewriffic Upper West Side motzei Shabbat, visit MyUrbanKvetch. And for my review, see my post at Beliefnet.