This is a movie about a guy who ejaculates flames. A comedy. But where a lot of comedies take an inane premise and kind of vamp on it, this film actually has a magnificent structure.
The filmmaker obviously likes to toy with parallels. The hero's life has two major turning points, and both are heralded by a verbal ejaculation that refers to the particular activity that causes his ultimate destruction. And the sequence in which the hero falls in love is paralleled beautifully by one in which he falls back in love.
But what makes this movie so wonderful are the subtle touches: The picture on the desk of the priest in the scene in which he counsels the couple. The nun eating a green M&M while she seductively asks the priest why he never slept with her. The honeymoon in Hawaii--how apropos, given the hero's ejaculatory problem. Even the way the hero holds the cigarette in bed. It's a wonderful touch.
Obviously, whoever made this film has immense talent. I'd like to see more of his work.
