By Fred Topel | Image property of Columbia Pictures
The House Bunny
The House Bunny is Revenge of the Nerds for girls. It may be obvious but it's totally adorable.
Review: The House Bunny
Shelley the Playboy bunny is the reverse of Elle Woods (same writers). Instead of surprising people by how smart she actually is, she surprises people by how ditzy she really is. It's easier, so a tad less respectable creatively, but it's just so happy.
Anna Faris goes for it. She has no vanity, nor shame. She commits to utterly silly voices and gets her moments to be sweet and meaningful.
They actually came up with some real problems for the Zeta house. The token feminist completely misses the positive point of the movement and just creates conflict. The back brace is an unfortunate medical limit. The cute little redhead is still socially awkward. Being pregnant is frowned upon, though that's the weakest detriment. The butch one is just too heavy into the stereotype. Like you can be yourself, but you don't have to be so actively gross.
Their makeovers are not superficial. It's just basic interaction. It's not bad to dress like human beings. And making over that brace is a real triumph over adversity.
Even Shelley's negative advice is real. She tells someone to pretend their in demand. Unfortunately, you do have to play hard to get, because society ruined it for people who are just reliable and honest. And when Shelley says not to show how smart you are, what it really means is connect with someone, don't correct them. Also, the movie shows that these tricks still only work on idiots.
Yeah, the girls have to learn a lesson themselves too, but they play jokes during the moral scenes.
It's kind of vicious towards Playboy. Even though Hugh Heffner and his girlfriends are involved, all the subtle little revelations about what life was like for Shelley are pretty biting accusations. It's still happy, but happy critical.