When the ongoing Apocalypse ruins James Franco’s L.A. houseparty, its few remaining guests must do the unthinkable: Rely on each other for survival.
Why we went
We took advantage of the weekend’s gawgisss weather in MA with a visit to Hopkinton State Park. AJ enjoyed the view while I waded in bathwater. Later we decided to round off the day with ice cream at T.C. Scoops in Medway and a movie. What better way to celebrate our endurance of hellfire heat than a movie depicting the Biblical apocalypse, we thought? Enter: This Is the End.
Why it worked
For this particular reviewer, the answer is simply that it’s gay. Very gay.
Film aficionados could “read into” the homosocial subtext of prior Rogen/Apatow produced works, but its in plain view here. Need evidence? How about James Franco identifying his house as an extension of himself, and then inviting his male guests to “come inside him?” Or the argument between Franco and McBride that deviates into an aggressive back and forth of masturbatory gesturing.
If allusions aren’t enough, the male on male rape scene might do the trick (worry not, a brief cut to shadow tells that story). Emma Watson’s 5 minute cameo may be brief, but when she takes an axe to a large decorative penis, every male in the audience squirms (take that heteronormative constructs!)
The personal highlight for us was the extended view of Satan’s ridiculously proportioned CG member, which swung to and fro on that cinema screen like it was no big deal. I’d like to point out that that was somebody’s job. Somebody had to ask Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg, “Is this girthy enough? Does it effectively resemble molten co… rock? Are you satisfied with that swing?” To which Seth said “No,” and sent him right back at it so he could stare at the thing for hours on end. All of this giddily plotted to one day be projected on a hulking 22 foot screen. Kudos to you, sirs.
And since we’re kind of already on the subject: James Franco totally IS gay, right? They’ve been on this way too long for it NOT to be true. Right?
The subtext would give any cultural/film theorist a field day, but its the laughs and situational absurdity that make This Is the End a great popcorn flick.