It is a real travesty that the majority of press so far about I Love You, Phillip Morris has radiated towards two subjects: first, the film’s inability to grab any sort of distributor and secondly the reason for that, both its uncensored depiction of a very sexual gay man and the romance that comes to define him. A travesty because it is nearly 2011 and we as a society are still fretting about what orifice we stick what sort of genitalia in and a travesty because I Love You, Phillip Morris is a great quirky little comedy that wholeheartedly embraces the idea of homosexuality without ever becoming a "gay movie."
The story of
Steven Jay Russell (played by Jim Carrey who seems so
perfectly at home in the role of a flamboyantly gay man)
sounds like an absolute joke, the sort of ham-handed high
concept comedy you’d find in the hands of Shawn Levy or
someone of his ilk. Russell was a conman who defrauded the
corporate world (several times) was caught, fell in love
with his cellmate (the titular Phillip Morris, played with
astoundingly accurate gayness by Ewan McGregor) and
proceeded over the rest of his life to break out of prison
again and again to be with him. In the wrong hands, this
could be just that, a dick-joke infused bit of stupidity
that never finds the tenderness that directors Glenn Ficarra
and John Requa manage to. This isn’t just a comedic romp,
this is tale of an incredibly smart man who heads on down
the wrong path. A character, so in need of reassurance and
love (and a big, fat paycheck), that he’ll do whatever he
can to win and keep the love of a man. The directors here
don’t stray from big comedic beats, but they make sure to
center these more wide-eyed moments with a strong,
multi-layered character, that gives the film a throbbing
center, and allows the viewer to see more than just a comedy
about two gay men.
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