Borat

I have been looking forward to "Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan" for months now and plan to see it this weekend. I am pleased to see that the reviews coming in rave about this Sacha Baron Cohen vehicle. The calls it "scathingly funny." It is, according to Globe film critic Ty Burr:

a comic put-on of awe-inspiring crudity and death-defying satire and by a long shot the funniest film of the year. It is "Jackass" with a brain and Mark Twain with full frontal male nudity.

The New York Times' Manohla Dargis review is slightly more coy:

Whether you rush for the exits or laugh until your lungs ache will depend both on your appreciation for sight gags, eyebrow gymnastics, sustained slapstick and vulgar malapropisms, and on whether you can stomach the shock of smashed frat boys, apparently sober rodeo attendees and one exceedingly creepy gun-store clerk, all taking the toxic bait offered to them by their grinning interlocutor.

Well, count me in. (Dargis too, who finally argues: "The brilliance of 'Borat' is that its comedy is as pitiless as its social satire, and as brainy.")