Poop Talk is a rather novel idea for a film. For a little over an hour, you’re taken on a journey of scatological proportions by the likes of Eric Stonestreet, Nick Swardson, Dr. Drew, Jonah Ray, Aisha Tyler and dozens more as they discuss the taboos and nuances of poop and why it is or isn’t funny. It’s rare for a film’s title to be this on the nose regarding the subject matter, but it’s perfect. And the movie is hilarious. But I’ve got the maturity of a 14-year-old boy. I also have to add that seeing one of the most beautiful women in the world (the aforementioned Miss Tyler) discuss her butt functions has made her more attractive in my eyes. This may have revealed a new fetish, Nieces and Nephews.
I don’t know if it gets any better than this. Uncle Manhammer gets to review a documentary about poop. If I die tomorrow, my life will be complete. And this might be the easiest review I’ve ever written because you know from the title alone if you’re going to watch this or not. Nothing that I write for or against Poop Talk is going to sway you in either direction about this. Yes, the topic of poop is discussed in the context of relationships, gender studies, biological need, and comedic value, but you’re not going to learn anything about the gastrointestinal system that causes it aside from a short and crude animation near the beginning. It is, quite literally, an hour of folks talking about poop.
You couldn’t really screw this movie up as far as I’m concerned. Well, I suppose you could if you tried to make it some French revisionist cinema thing. But I digress. I suppose I was the target audience, being the proud inventor of a game I like to call “Poop Tag” where I took pictures of my creations and sent them to my friends in text messages. In my mind, I saw all my friends opening the pictures and softly giggling to themselves, thinking “Oh Seth, that rascal got me again!” and maybe reciprocating the favor the next time they dropped a deuce, perhaps even paying it forward to one of their friends I didn’t know. Somehow, it didn’t happen that way and instead everyone I sent pictures to got very upset and threatened to never speak to me again. I would not recommend this film to them since they obviously don’t know how to have fun.
Other people, that wouldn’t like Poop Talk? Pretty much, everyone I work with. If you make the mistake of pooping in the single stall my workplace provides, you are the victim of a critique. Everyone will whisper to one another about how you need to change your diet or complains about the frequency of your bowel movements as if theirs are somehow the magical alchemical formula which does not stink or otherwise offend the nostrils.
I wish I could find one fellow to suggest Poop Talk to, however. Once, after finding a public restroom and making myself comfortable, another poor soul came in and occupied the stall next to mine. It was fairly quickly after I’d come in, so my own food rope had yet to start emerging, and I didn’t want to cut loose until this person did (because I didn’t want his silent judgments passed on me) so I held. And he held. It was probably the most uncomfortable three minutes of my life until he broke and let forth a torrent of fecal matter and gas. There was a split second of silence until I heard uncontrollable giggling coming from the stall next to me. Which caused me to release and begin giggling. We went back and forth for several more rounds of poops and giggles before he flushed and left.
Random bathroom stranger, this film would be right up your alley.
Poop Talk will be available February 16th in limited theaters and also On Demand.
Note: This film was sent to us for review. This has not affected our judgment or editorial process in any way. Please contact us if you have any questions regarding this process.