AT times you pick a movie that you know you’re not going to bring home. Like you probably pick a job that you can leave at the workplace after punching out at 5. Like casual friendship, maybe warm, but unfussy. Easy lang, enjoy lang. Less drama, more fun. Fun is priority.
When you watch “Ang Babae Sa Septic Tank 2—Forever is not Enough” with this mindset, you are going to like it. More than like it, actually. You will laugh more loudly than you intended. You will recognize the references and laugh even when your seatmates don’t. Or you will laugh just because they do, because laughter is infectious.
Within the day, you will find that not everyone who saw the movie elsewhere liked it. (Why is that, you wonder? The cinema you went to, in a class-A mall, had crappy sound and stinky seats, and still you had a blast.) On your FB wall, you read the most extreme expression of discontent posted by a friend. “Panget!” Or, another friend “Not as good as the first.” You can’t decide which is worse.
You start to defend the movie if only because you remember laughing your scalp off. You type in the tiny reply box: “A little camp, but fun! There’s not much to take away but that’s just fine. Eugene Domingo is still a riot and the writing (by Chris Martinez) is crisp… which is more than you can say of many other local comedies. At least, the bar has been raised.” (Yay.)
You might add that the writing is also expertly cadenced, and that Uge is irreplaceable as this mad mutation of the Babaeng Humayo, returning heroine, and that the movie is a respite from vicarious involvement that more thought-provoking movies seem to demand—the kind that could be an affliction if done in excess.
The premise couldn’t get any simpler: Big movie stars can be insufferable and creatives often have to bend over backwards to accommodate them (giving the production assistant character Jocelyn, played by Kai Cortez, speaking lines was a great idea to underline this). It’s how the filmmakers (Marlon Rivera was at the helm, but you should not forget the producers) get all of that across that puts “Septic 2” several notches above the “Praybeyt Benjamin” and “Enteng Kabisote” franchises.
Yes, that bar has been raised. Martinez and Rivera should embark on a comedy writing workshop series. For the big screen. TV comedy writing is another story. Or maybe not!