#37: South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut — dir. Trey Parker
I worked at the AMC in Quakertown when this came out. As many know, I’m not exactly a prude when it comes to profanity. But parents were bringing their 11-year-olds in droves to see this film. And I would warn them, “Hey, you know, they don’t bleep the profanity in the show. This is an R-rated film, and it earns it.” And the parents would shake their heads and wave me off with, “Yeah, yeah, lobby monkey, why don’t you go buttle some popcorn?” So it was with great joy and rapture that I’d watch them come out a few hours later, shell-shocked, as their children gleefully sang, “Shut your fucking face, uncle fucker! You’re a boner biting bastard, uncle-fucker!” And his six-year-old son would tug at his cargo shorts and ask, “Daddy, what IS a clitoris?”
It set records for swears in an animated feature. It got nominated for an Oscar, and Robin Williams sang “Blame Canada” during the ceremony, while Parker and Stone showed up in dresses. It was raunchy, vulgar, sophomoric, insanely over-the-top — everything that I love about the show. Up to and including the video game that came out that progresses to levels of wrongness that are mesmerizing. You don’t want to explain the things you have to do in The Stick of Truth to others. You want them to jawdrop with horror when they have to experience it.
But aside from that, South Park: Bigger Longer and Uncut is an awesome musical. It spoofs Disney and Broadway without taking obvious and bitter digs. Parker and Stone clearly love big musicals, and that love comes out in their work. Not everything they do lands. But they definitely still throw harder punches than any other show on television. And I’m quivering with excitement for Book of Mormon, when they will finally win an EGOT. An EGOT for dick jokes.