Slippery Slope Movie Review

Irony doesn't get any richer than in the movies.

Take Slippery Slope. Here we have Gillian (Kelly Hutchinson), who is such a radical feminist that she made a documentary about feminism. The doc is accepted into Cannes for screening... but she still owes the film lab $50,000, and they won't release the print until she pays up. She's broke, of course, so what will she have to do to earn the money? If you said the thing she hates the most -- porn -- you're well on your way to a bustling career in Hollywood.

Slippery Slope milks this one joke premise for all its worth, and truth be told it does a credible job along the way. Hutchinson (a dead ringer for Kelly Macdonald with a voice identical to Laura Linney) works the uptight femi-nazi stereotype until there's no blood left in it. She has installed a time card punch system in the kitchen, which her repressed husband (Jim True-Frost) and she use to keep track of time spent working on chores. Once roped into the porn-directing racket (where she is tasked with writing and directing movies based on literary classics), she finds she can't even use any language at all to refer to actors' body parts. "Chimichanga" and "mu shu" become the monikers of choice for male and female anatomy.