I was prepared to tell you all that The Interview was a Grade Z movie that managed to become history when it revved up the bowels of Kim Jong Un who then had his team of North Korean hackers break into Sony, and, if that wasn’t enough, threaten 9/11 attacks against theaters showing the film. I saw it because I wanted to thumb my nose at censorship. Who knew that within minutes, I would be roaring? Yes, it’s a bunch of pee pee and butt hole jokes–who can do these better than Seth Rogen?–but the movie has a lot of heart, too. James Franco (Seth’s real life bromance) is such a fine actor that everyone had to step up. The photography rocked. Wait until you see the face of Kim Jong Un (Randall Park) getting blown in the wind or the shine in the tiger’s eyes as he comes upon Seth Rogen (Aaron Rapaport) at night doing a G.I. Joe crawl. Lizzie Caplan (Agent Lacie) plays a deadpan CIA agent who helps launch this farkakte mission to assassinate the maniacal leader of North Korea.
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