Kenny is an absolute revelation.
As a comedy about the harried manager of a 'port-a-loo' business
(those mobile toilet blocks seen at all kinds of public events,
for those outside Australia) ... it could have all gone wrong.
It could have been a tasteless collection of toilet humour aimed
below the belt, another forgettable film trying to harness the
Aussie love of the underdog. Instead, Kenny is a masterfully
scripted, acted, directed and edited mockumentary that, yes,
is hysterically funny, but also, is poignant and truly memorable
for it. This film is a true indie effort of a kind rarely seen:
the previously unknown Jacobsen brothers made Kenny over a couple
of years, and how they managed to film in so many big events
is a mystery. The story is simple but it is carried by Kenny,
the lisping manager juggling work and family issues (his irascable
dad, his separated wife). It is mainly his simple and unending
optimism that charms you, but also the unexpected pearls of
wisdom that are spoken in the most unbelievable number of fanstastic
one-liners seen in a film for many years.
