Dirty
Pictures Kevin
Smith gets sweet, stays filthy by
Molly Templeton
ZACK
AND MIRI MAKE A PORNO: Written, directed and edited by Kevin Smith.
Cinematography, Dave Klein. Starring Seth Rogen, Elizabeth Banks,
Traci Lords, Jason Mewes, Craig Robinson and Jeff Anderson. The
Weinstein Company, 2008. 101 minutes. R.
Seth
Rogen and Elizabeth Banks in Zack and Miri Make A Porno
Since Kevin Smith’s first movie, music has played a considerable
role in the New Jersey filmmaker’s storytelling. From the absurd
recitation of “Berserker” in Clerks (“Would you like some
making fuck?”) to the mid-’90s college/indie/alterna-rock snapshot
that is the Mallrats soundtrack to the Jackson 5 moment in
Clerks II, the songs that turn up in Smith’s productions
are memorable and keenly in tune with the spirit of the film. Smith’s
latest, Zack and Miri Make a Porno, opens on a cold Pittsburgh
night — to the tune of Primus’ ridiculous “Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver.”
Later, as our budding porn maestros begin their first production,
Star Whores, their initial photo shoot is set to MC Chris’
“Fett’s Vette.” The spoofy feel of both tunes is deliciously appropriate
for the newbie filmmakers, who are well aware of that tenet of porno
titles: There is humor of a kind to be had in sexed-up plays on
actual film titles (and plots). Pulp Friction, for example.
Or Shagnet.
When Zack (Seth Rogen) and Miri (Elizabeth Banks) are shooting,
of course, the soundtrack changes to inane porno-flick music, which
sounds like a perverse offshoot of elevator music. But it sounds
just right against the old friends’ no-budget set (the coffeeshop
where Zack works) and their ragtag band of actors and crew, which
includes Smith standbys (Jason Mewes, Jeff Anderson), adult film
stars (Traci Lords, Katie Morgan) and an Apatow player or two (chiefly
Craig Robinson, though Gerry Bednob also appears as Zack’s boss).
The Judd Apatow regulars’ presence doubtless has something to do
with Zack and Miri’s stars, but they also serve to nudge
the audience a little: This isn’t the last Kevin Smith film, the
bro-tastic and tiresome Clerks II; this is a sweet, unsurprising
romantic comedy. Like some of that other guy’s movies. Sorta.
Despite its title, the main thrust of Zack and Miri isn’t
the porno, but the relationship of lifetime friends and broke-ass
roommates Zack and Miri. The porno is supposed to just be a way
to make some quick dough, possibly off their former classmates (at
their 10-year reunion, a classmate’s actor boyfriend provides the
inspiration). But while for Bubbles (Lords) and Barry (Ricky Mabe),
or Stacy (Morgan) and Lester (Mewes), the sex is just sex, it turns
out to be something else for Zack and Miri. Filming porn? That they
can do. Starring in porn? Not so much.
If this sounds a little slight, it is; it’s a light film, but it’s
also funny (provided you appreciate Smith’s particular brand of
often juvenile humor), dirty and endearingly easygoing. Banks and
Rogen nail the friends-with-undercurrents chemistry, all bickering
affection and sweeping familiarity, and their semi-slacker existence
is entirely believable. They aren’t just making porn on a lark;
they’re making it to pay the hot water and power bills in their
unremarkable apartment. Their dead-end jobs don’t pay enough. They
drink cheap beer in dank bars and make fun of each other. In short,
they’re completely ordinary. Except that they make porn. You could
say the same thing of Zack and Miri, which, like its characters,
underachieves with a fair amount of dirty charm.