I, rather mumbly and under my breath, watched The House Bunny yesterday. Problem is, I laughed.
The House Bunny is a film about Anna Faris playing Shelley, a former Playboy Bunny who is stricken from the Mansion and takes up home in a sorority house. Playboy Bunnies are all well and good, but sorority houses are shit unless they are run by Luke Wilson/John Belushi, or someone is stabbing them to death over a festive period (no prizes for guessing which films I enjoy). It's another one of those films where a sexy girl is teaching not sexy girls that they could be sexy, much like Paris Hilton's "Hotty and the Notty". But it's morals are high, the unintelligent sexy girl learns off the social rejects that she helps.
The film has a few funny moments, mostly centered around Shelley's lack of intelligence. Her responses to the intellectually superior college students did make me chuckle quite alot.
The main problem with this film is it's target audience. The jokes and spirit of the film are based in children's movies. It references fairy tales, and it's general level of comedy is aimed at 6 to 11 year olds. But it's about sex. The girls losing their virginity, dressing like hookers and getting as much cleavage on show as possible. Mean Girls was the opposite: Mature in its comedy, but steered away from actual sex. To youngsters it was almost reality, and clever observational comedy.
I wouldn't recommend The House Bunny to anyone, unless they are an avid Playboy fan and want to see everything with the Heff in ever.
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