Oh Baby
It’s rare to see a sex comedy anymore that doesn’t weave baked goods or bestially into the story. By the fact that it manages to avoid this lowest-common-denominator grab at laughs alone, first-time director Billy Kent’s The OH in Ohio is a refreshing film. It’s such a welcome change of pace, in fact, that you don’t mind the fact that the last half hour feels like pillow talk compared to the fresh, funny lead-in.
The “OH” in The OH in Ohio refers to what’s missing from Priscilla Chase’s (Parker Posey) life – the ability to be on top of her sexual game. She’s got a prestigious job driving business to Cleveland, a perfect house in a fine neighborhood, and a husband (Jack, played by Paul Rudd) who, to all intents and purposes, loves her. But Priscilla’s “frigidity” in the bedroom has turned Jack, and their marriage, cold: he moves out, first to the garage then to an apartment called the “Manly Arms” and shacks up with a precocious student (Mischa Barton); she visits a self-pleasure guru (Liza Minnelli, stealing almost the entire movie in one scene), considers advances from a gay sex shop clerk (an uncredited Heather Graham), and pals around the city with a friend, scoring an endless line of men including local swimming magnate Wayne the Pool Guy (Danny DeVito).