"I love you, Phillip Morris"

Jim Carrey's gay movie (he's poor, not having a succesful movie in years... it was bound to happen) with Ewan McGregor is getting good reviews.

From Reuters:

"I Love You Phillip Morris" doesn't have anything to do with smoking, but that's about the only thing it's not connected to. The feature, which premiered at the Sundance Film Festival, is of the ethereal-absurdist-gay-romantic-biographical farce genre, which poses the question: How are they going to market this? Basically, just say Jim Carrey struts his stuff in this engaging oddity.

It's in these naughty parts where this inventive escapade shines: Carrey's chameleonlike gyrations and falsifications as a flimflammer are deliciously funny. His comedic versatility and impersonations are amazing, but it's in his character's darkest recesses that he's truly powerful. As the steadfast Phillip, McGregor is sympathetic and vulnerable. His heart is always ready to be broken.

Like Carrey's character, the story and style are all over the place, rendering it somewhat inaccessible. Admittedly, the whole film is in a bit of an aesthetic dither that will confound many viewers. Still, filmmakers Glenn Ficarra and John Requa have concocted a frothy and misty amusement.

I'm not sure if I'm excited or trepidacious about this little flick. The preview seems... well, it seems weird. I'll hold my judgment, but it's shaping up to be a good movie for gays at the box office.