Zack and Miri make my homesick

Just to clarify before moving on, it's Alette writing this post. Mike takes no responsibility for the contents of this post.

What is it about the latest installment of Kevin Smith's oeuvre that has gotten me feeling homesick for North America?

The snow? That's definitely part of it.

The crappy rusting boat of a car they drive around in? Gotta say I miss those environmental disasters. Edinburgh is especially about the mercedes and the land rovers and all that money--for lack of a better word. People don't seem to drive buckets of bolts over here.

Seth Rogen? I admit I've had a soft spot for him since Freaks and Geeks. He seems to be all over everything these days.

The utter crudeness of the movie? They can be crude over here but not in the way North Americans are crude. North American crudeness (at least the stuff in the media) tends to be juvenile in a way that's actually kind of redeeming. There's a sort of sense of innocence beneath all that crudeness. Crudeness over here seems to be mostly edged with viciousness, an edge of violence, hate even.

The schmaltziness? Kevin Smith's movies are always a little bit sweet under all the crudity. It's that schmaltziness that gets the Brits all contemptuous of North American productions, of North Americans in general. But I miss it, at it's best the schmaltziness and innocence show a compassion that British cleverness has no interest in. See the difference between The Office UK and The Office US.

Or maybe it's just me and not the movie at all. That seven month slump. All the newness over here is past it's freshness date. Whatever the cause, watching Zack and Miri make a Porno has made me realise just how much I'm missing North America right now.