This film is pretty much the same as the previous one. Except not complicated, not challenging, not grim (...well, maybe a little. The fuckin' frat boys were as grim as America gets.) and it has Sacha Baron Cohen naked.
The biggest difference is that I hurt myself laughing while watching Borat. Literally. I actually hurt when it was over.
I love Borat.
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