Carolee Carmello, Clyde Alves and Jackie Hoffman - Broadway Barks 17, an annual event to benefit NYC animal shelters and adoption agencies, held in Shubert Alley. at Shubert Alley, - New York City, New York, United States - Saturday 11th July 2015
In the latest iteration of the gay romantic comedy genre, Kissing Jessica Stein explores the world of bisexuality and centers on the various topics of telling your Jewish mother that you enjoy the taste of women and how to mix three shades of lipstick properly to the land the perfect girl.
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After using her coincidentally convenient knowledge of hair care products to acquit a murder suspect in "Legally Blonde," one-dimensionally ditzy Harvard Law grad Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon) has become a naively sanguine congressional aide for the insipid sequel "Legally Blonde 2: Red, White and Blonde" -- and once again her dumb luck masquerades as unsuspected smarts.
With Elle in Washington to lobby against animal testing by cosmetics companies, the plot turns on her ability to win over two bitterly conservative senators -- not with reason, facts or even charm, but simply because one of them happens to be a sorority sister (they have a secret dance instead of a secret handshake) and another has a big male Rottweiler who just happens to fall in love with Bruiser, her little male Chihuahua, during a walk in the park.
Yes, that's right -- this feebly scripted, Barbie-brained, Gucci-accessorized so-called comedy actually climbs up on a designer-pink soapbox of social consciousness to preach in platitudes about both animal rights and gay rights. Advocates in both camps should feel insulted.
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Tracey Ullman is so perfectly attuned to John Waters' brand of lasciviously trashy comedy, it's a wonder that she hasn't worked before for the shamelessly silly provocateur.
In the uproarious "A Dirty Shame," the writer-director lets the caustic comedienne cut loose as Sylvia Stickles, a frigid, uptight working-class suburbanite who becomes an insatiable sex maniac after getting bonked on the noggin in a car accident.
After shocking her hitherto frustrated husband (played by singer Chris Isaak) with tongue-wiggling come-ons and liberating her trampy, triple-Z-cup stripper daughter (played with bimbonic irony by real-life A-cup Selma Blair) from the bedroom where she'd been padlocked away "for her own good," Sylvia joins other concussion-born libertines as a disciple of a self-proclaimed sexual evangelist (amusingly uncouth Johnny Knoxville). All of this helps set the stage for an absurdist battle against a band of spitefully self-righteous local prudes for the soul of their Baltimore neighborhood.
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On the leading edge of romantic comedy, the fresh, frank and melodiously funny "Kissing Jessica Stein" discovers a novel new avenue to stroll down with the genre's reliable old friend, the romantically frustrated New York neurotic.
Nondescriptly pretty, entertainingly insecure copy editor Jessica Stein (Jennifer Westfeldt) has had it up to her 30-year-old eyeballs with bad dates and dysfunctional relationships -- and we can see why in a quick and comical montage of the men with whom she's been fixed up. She also can't take any more of her busybody Jewish mother (Tovah Feldshuh) pointing out eligible men every week at temple while her near-senile grandma points out all their flaws ("The man has no chin!").
So Jessica goes out on a limb. While reading the personal ads for laughs with her scene-stealing best friend (Jackie Hoffman, a wonderfully waggish cross between Cloris Leachman and Annie Lebowitz), she comes across one that genuinely piques her interest with a quote from a her favorite author. The ad is under "Women Seeking Women," but at this point, she figures, what the hell?
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Affectionately wry yet disarmingly poignant, hilariously insightful yet accessibly awkward, infinitely quotable yet organic and unassuming, "Garden State" is a quarter-life-crisis comedy that may just be "The Graduate" for the arrested-development generation.
This merrily ironic tale of looming-maturity malaise has all the consternation of Mike Nichols' definitive touchstone of late-1960s coming-of-age. But in a surprise, triple-threat outburst of unforeseen talent and imagination, the film's writer, director and star -- Zach Braff from TV's "Scrubs" -- truly nails the psychological complexity and raised-on-MTV coercion that has pushed the pause button on coming to grips with adulthood. "Garden State" is, in part, a simile for how people in their 20s now try to extend the age of no responsibilities into their early 30s.
Braff gives a vulnerably acerbic performance as Andrew Largeman ("Large" to his friends), a droll, aimless Everymensch and long-frustrated actor (and sushi-bar waiter by day), who is taking two simultaneous big steps in his life: returning home to New Jersey after nine years to attend his mother's funeral, and doing so without his extensive private pharmacy of sense-dulling psychotropics.
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