Queer as Folk   I can't speak to the achievement of I Now
Pronounce You Chuck and Larry within the Adam Sandler oeuvre.
Geeky Jews are totally my type, but Sandler's never suited my
taste in comedy. His enormous popularity has always seemed one
of those straight things I'll never understand, like the
widespread delusion that Scarlett Johansson can act. Having
recently registered for domestic partnership with my geeky Jew
(hi, Glen!), and long annoyed by Hollywood homosexuals (suck my
balls, Philadelphia), I approached "the Adam Sandler gay-
marriage movie" with a little curiosity and a lot of baggage
(made in Paris, Martin Margiela).  There are faggot jokes and
flaming galore in Chuck and Larry, a movie that exploits gay
stereotypes even as it mounts (from behind) an ingenious
dismantling of homophobia. Made by straight people for straight
people, this lowbrow comedy about super-butch firemen (Sandler
and Kevin James) faking a gay marriage is a very queer landmark
indeed. No joke, the bar has been raised, not