THE DICTATOR - OUR REVIEW

REVIEW THE DICTATOR SACHA BARON COHEN

Sacha Baron Cohen and Larry Charles return with a play wrong, but too confused


Sacha Baron Cohen is a true provocateur. As such, gives rise to alternatively love and hate, depending on whether you like it or not the political incorrectness to the bitter end, worn as a dress was a bit 'kitsch to brag about. "The Dictator," the third film that the actor realizes the director of "Borat," Larry Charles, makes absolutely no exception: indeed, goes much further, even too much sometimes, to a cynical humor, brash and in the worst cases even infantile and disgusting.

Let me be clear, all is not to throw in this "The Dictator": first, the first hour is really funny. Cohen is histrionic in the role of Admiral General Aladeen, was dictator of North African Wadiya, a position he holds with ineptitude and total disregard for the lives of his subjects. But, basically, we find that Aladeen is still a child who has never really been loved and lonely. Cohen succeeds in spite of everything to make it funny, and Charles winks more than once to "The Great Dictator" Chaplin, however, overturning the tables in a final sequence that distorts the meaning of the speech to the nations of Charlie Chaplin .

Very well-aimed gags (Aladeen unintentionally frightening the tourists, the wall of shame on which the dictator keeps Polaroids of those are brought to bed) alternate with others that leave people indifferent, but all in all have fun. The script plays on the classical structure of the "hero's journey" to describe the awareness of the negative Aladeen, which, instead of learning to improve themselves, realizes that he wants to become "the greatest dictator of all." The moral of the story is very dark: the power to your head and who has not let it go.

Then, however, Charles Cohen and stomp on the accelerator and vulgarity free on provocation's sake, and lose the compass. No category was spared: African, Chinese, feminists, they all end up in the meat grinder. The result is a film confused and superficial, in which any hopes of complaint - not only against extremism, but also to the Western system - inevitably ends up losing effectiveness.