A porn director has gotta start somewhere I suppose. Meet Smith. A CGI eyed, razor-challenged attractive collegian who has sex. A lot. Whenever. Wherever. With whomever. Boy/girl/self/wrestling team/golf team/team of oxen. Doesn’t seem to matter. Thomas Dekker’s penis (without ever being shown) here gets more attention than a bottle of Jack at an AA meeting. There’s a “plot” here about alien forces and the end of the universe, but I swear every scene got stunted by writer/director Gregg Araki deciding he was horny and needed to see some skin. That all said I’m overjoyed films still get made. They push envelopes. They directly ask, “if this isn’t porn, what is?”
Funny thing is while Akari shows little writing style and clearly no talent for naming a film, he has a decent eye for horror. Animal masked men spook our hero, as do his dreams. There are a healthy ten close-ups of food, each viler than the next. At one point a potential disembowelment quick cuts to the innards of what is probably strawberry-rhubarb pie. The “what 
exactly am I watching here?” is uncanny until the pan out. Hint: don’t see Kaboom on a full stomach. In fact, this is good material for the dieting crowd. Splice up all the scenes of food in Kaboom and I guarantee you won’t be hungry for your next meal.
Kaboom ain’t for everybody. It’s low budget, rudderless, and has a lousy ending. If there was a true plot here, I missed it. And strongly hinted sexuality without direct payoff in goodies or heat tends to put many ill at ease. Our femme fatale, London (Juno Temple) is making waves these days, but all we get is tease. And then Kaboom shifts gears to alien abduction? Well.
I can’t say I exactly recommend Kaboom. It’s not enough of anything – sexy, scary, silly, outrageous, etc. to be considered reasonable entertainment, let alone landmark, but I do wish to see where Araki and Dekker go from here. Both have talent.
Unrated, 86 Minutes
D: Gregg Araki
W: Gregg Araki
Genre: Porn-lite
Type of person most likely to enjoy this film: Dieters
Type of person least likely to enjoy this film: Those who hate to be teased
