Halfway through this torturous shitheap, there was some pretty impressive skateboarding footage onscreen, and these sequences reminded me of what the rest of this production lacks: any form of discernable talent whatsoever."Look! His bloody, shitty underpants!"
That spoken dialogue represents precisely what Jackass is all about: a bunch of smug and self-adoring fools who humiliate themselves and torture their bodies in disgusting ways...for you, the viewer.
I'd catalog some of the moronic gimmicks, but I won't. Me describing them might make someone out there go "Hmmmm, that sounds kinda funny, come to think of it! I need to see someone drink their own urine and electrocute their own testicles! Surely a portion of my finite time on Earth should be devoted to idiots who cackle a bit too loudly while their friends intentionally damage their own penises."
Contrary to the film's title, this is no way a "movie" - unless you consider poorly-lit and choppy home video skits an actual movie. Since I respect filmmakers (even the less-talented ones), I'd never even refer to this horrific cultural speed-bump as a 'film'.
Sure, maybe I'm all 'out of touch' with what's funny and all that garbage, but I see two disntinct kinds of people out there: those who see this low-minded crap and dismiss it immediately, and those who like it for a few months when they're young - and then see it as low-minded crap and dismiss it immediately.
That the big celebrity cameo is contributed by Rip Taylor is all you need know about the pedigree of this wretched and ugly waste of celluloid.
Just because you're ignorant enough to be loud and disgusting in public, that doesn't mean you deserve your own movie. Oh wait, apparently it does.I'm all for the mentally challenged getting their fair shot in the movie business, but surely it doesn't have to be as a collection of keening and self-mutilating sideshow geeks.