Penthouse Retrospective

by Jonathan Stern Originally Published: September, 2006

Kevin Smith

With “Clerks II” behind him, the once-indie cinema wunderkind is doing a few other things on the side — like acting in the upcoming movies “Catch and Release” and “Southland Tales,” blogging about anything and everything (including a candid memoir about his friend Jason Mewes), and, of course, making us laugh.

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Kevin SmithIt started with a bunch of maxed-out credit cards, a stock of black-and-white film, and an eager young director who had just dropped out of film school in Vancouver. Kevin Smith had the right sense of humor, the right amount of talent, and the two disaffected register jockeys who hung around a convenience store pontificating about their lack of direction and saying “fuck.” A lot. It won at Cannes, got picked up at Sundance, and became a focal point for the slacker generation. Almost 15 years later, Smith decided that Dante and Randal, the clerks in question, needed an epilogue to their misspent youth.

Smith has enjoyed the kind of success directors wish for. Not critical success (with the exception of Chasing Amy, his most critic-friendly feature), but the kind of rabid fan base usually reserved for Trekkies or the KISS Army. He created a View Askewniverse for himself—a cinematic universe where guys like Jay and Silent Bob exist, everyone is from little-town New Jersey, and God plays skeeball in Asbury Park. He has two comic-book shops, one on each coast, and a bevy of merchandise, from inaction figures and comics to T-shirts and memorabilia. He travels the country doing college Q&As, addressing fans for hours at a time. And as beloved a director as Quentin Tarantino is, he doesn’t have a toy in his likeness.

But over the years, times have also been tough in the View Askewniverse. Smith received abysmal reviews for his 1994 follow-up film Mallrats (which actually found its audience on home video much later) and scathing criticism about the “Bennifer” casting of Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez in Jersey Girl. He’s fought the MPAA and the Catholic League. And he’s had to help his longtime friend Jason Mewes (the Jay to his Silent Bob) battle a heroin addiction.

With Clerks II, Smith closes the book on his angry young men. Like Smith himself, Dante and Randal have left their life behind the convenience-store counter. Unlike him, they didn’t move very far … just over to the local fast-food joint. They still don’t like the customers, and they’re still searching for a little direction in life. But we’re suspecting, since Smith started at a convenience store in Jersey and got a few breaks, it’s safe to say that his boys will move on to rich and successful lives. Snoogans!

Before the MPAA watched Clerks II, you said the movie was too raunchy and might have to come out unrated.

We screened for the MPAA and they gave us an R, which is astounding and surprising to say the least, considering they tried to give Jersey Girl an R. I had to fight them to get it down to a PG-13. We thought for sure this movie was going to get an NC-17 and we’d have to either make cuts or fight.

Did you make any cuts?

We made no cuts whatsoever. The one shot I was so worried about was Zak as the donkey fucker, spitting in his hand. But it’s in there. It passed muster.

I didn’t think anything in the movie was especially graphic.

I agree completely. There was nothing in Clerks that was so graphic either, but we got an NC-17 for that.

You were interviewed in the documentary This Film Is Not Yet Rated. Is it still a mystery how the rating system works?

It completely is. I have no idea how we skated [through] with an R this time around. Maybe it was because it was Friday, everyone was in a good mood, and the movie made them feel good. That’s the one thing that [producer Scott] Mosier has said over and over again: “Yeah, there’s some really risqué and raunchy stuff in the movie, but at the end of the day there’s a lot of heart to the movie. It may just balance it out.” It doesn’t just hit you in the face like a fucking sledgehammer with asstomouth and huge clits and a donkey show.

If you think Kevin Smith gives a shit about what you think, you may be right. If you offer up your opinion don't be surprised if he responds in kind.