I don’t like to tout Hollywood movies on my “indie” blog, but admittedly, I was among the throngs to attend “Brüno” over the weekend. Offensive? Maybe. Shocking? A little. A brilliant display of physical comedy? Absolutely. Also rare for me is to quote Rolling Stone critic Peter Travers on my blog, but hey, I can’t help but agree with this summation: “To watch Baron Cohen mime a blow job from first suck to sperm spray is enough to have Marcel Marceau applauding from the grave.” My own comparison might be Charlie Chaplin: His “bread-roll dance” (see below) came to mind after witnessing Cohen pantomime his oral devotion to his dearly departed Milli Vanilli lover, but there’s probably a dozen other scenes from Chaplin’s ouevre that paved the way for Cohen’s hijinks. What was Cohen’s velcro-suit fashion-disaster but yet another comtemporary riff on the pratfalls of yesteryear. Choose your own silent comedy classic moment: Whatever it is, Cohen has created an X-rated moden equivalent that is doubly ridiculous, but no doubt equally hilarious in its execution.