Give Late Bloomer, written by Clay McLeod Chapman and directed by Craig Macneill, three or four minutes to present itself as a loving interpretation of how H.P. Lovecraft would write a story about being severely embarrassed in your seventh grade health class. About four minutes in the film does get around to the male reproductive organs and proves itself a treatise on the illicit unknown loveliness of all human bodies and how that can seem like a terrifying abyss of madness in your seventh grade health class, not a metatextually weird joke about how women’s bodies are evil and unnatural. I swear, it gets there.
YES, it is probably not safe for work as a whole concept, though the dialogue doesn’t get any worse than the word “clitoral” I think. Just put on some headphones.
(via Boing Boing.)
Published: Apr 27, 2011 05:56 pm