Take your seat at any early-evening screening of “Incredibles 2” in the coming days, listen carefully, and you may just hear a shifty sound, as of parents squirming awkwardly beside their enraptured offspring. This section, about how boner-inducing she is, is what people have particular taken issue with: He opens with a bit about how the superhero move “Trampoline me!” sounds like it could be a sex thing, and comments on how Elastigirl - the mom character, and the focal point of his lust - is wearing an exceptionally tight outfit. This is a tough one, because Lane really gets excited right out of the gate.
What was the horniest part of his review? Let’s unpack this deranged set of Mad Libs together. Yes, reader, today is the day I must type out these fateful words: The New Yorker’s film critic is horny as hell for the thicc mom from The Incredibles. Meanwhile, writer Miriam Bale mused that it possibly contained “the single grossest paragraph in film criticism.” “Anthony Lane’s review of the Incredibles 2 is maybe the horniest piece of criticism I’ve ever read,” remarked writer Bradley Babendir on Twitter. On Monday, The New Yorker published a review by film critic Anthony Lane that broke a record of its own. This weekend, Incredibles 2 - an animated children’s movie about a family of superheroes - had a record $182.7 million box office opening.
