Whatever the crowds thought they were getting into at the January 2009 Sundance Film Festival premiere of I Love You Phillip Morris, it probably wasn’t this: a scene, less than five minutes into the picture, in which Jim Carrey engages in very sweaty, very aggressive, very loud intercourse with another man. (“Oh, did I forget to mention I’m gay?” his character, an avuncular con man named Steven Russell, guilelessly announces in voice-over.) I was at that Sundance screening, and you could feel the tension settle into the auditorium. It wasn’t just the graphic sex that made people so uncomfortable either. It was the way co-writers and co-directors Glenn Ficarra and John Requa (who wrote Bad Santa together) glided from mockery to tenderness and the way Carrey’s performance was at once wildly antic and sweetly restrained—as if The Mask and Brokeback Mountain had somehow been mashed together by a malfunctioning ...
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Based on the nonfiction book of the same title. Currently in limited release. Trailers and reviews Google-able.
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