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Movie Review: Jackass Forever
Remember that episode of The Simpsons where Homer becomes a judge for a film festival and is bowled over by a short film showing Hans Moleman take a football to the groin? Paramount Pictures has just released a film for those of us who laughed with, not at, Homer.
I laughed harder during Jackass Forever than I have at any movie in a long time. I don’t know how much of an endorsement that is, but it’s the truth. Aside from a few clips on YouTube, this is my entry to the world of Jackass. It’s what I’d expect a Jackass movie to be. Longtime fans will be glad to see the return of Johnny Knoxville, Steve-O, Wee Man, et al. (Bam Margera, unfortunately, was fired from the production when his alcoholism was deemed a liability, though he appears in one scene). The graying performers are joined by some young bucks, and in a first for the series, a woman, Rachel Wolfson.
The movie has an 85% on Rotten Tomatoes. I feel for critics tasked with writing a professional review. The movie defies analysis. There’s no structure or themes. It’s just a series of stunts, competitions, and hidden camera pranks. The sort of thing you relay to a friend amid storms of laughter. “…and then they pour salmon in his lap, hahahaha, and you won’t believe this, haha, they let a bear loose in the room, hahahahaha, and the bear starts sniffing him and he’s freaking out, hahahahahaha…”
The guy in that prank, Danger Ehren, suffers the worst damage. In a segment titled “The Cup Test”, Ehren tests the effectiveness of an athletic cup against the punch of MMA heavyweight Francis Ngannou, a softball pitched by Olympian Danielle O’Toole, and a couple other things I’ll leave as a surprise. Let’s just say it’s a miracle his testicles weren’t pulverized in the last one. As often as you laugh, you’ll recoil in horror. It’s great.
Ehren isn’t the only one subjected to genital trauma. The guys aren’t shy about exposing their injured junk. There are enough shots of male genitalia in distress to make Robert Mapplethorpe blush. The humor is vulgar, scatological, and puerile. The Jackass crew live down to the name of the show. In their defense, they display excellent taste in music. I spotted Ramones, Black Flag, and New York Dolls t-shirts, and the final scene is set to The Misfits “Where Eagles Dare.”It’d be futile to continue explaining the movie. That would devolve into a list of stunts you can experience to their fullest without elucidation from me. You may well wonder why I should bother writing a review; anyone not already inclined to see it probably checked out before finishing the first paragraph. I enjoyed the movie immensely and wanted the record to show as much. Also, for those whose curiosity wasn’t squashed at the mention of pulverized testes, I urge you to see this in theaters. It’s nice seeing a crowd enjoying themselves. And you’ll find comfort being among so many people. It’s hard to be embarrassed laughing at this when so many others are too.
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A tidbit I didn’t know where to fit into the review: one of the producers is Academy Award-winning writer-director Spike Jonze. Apparently he’s been involved with Jackass since its beginnings on MTV.
What can I say? I was bored.
So, the PIT on steroids?
I loved Jackass on MTV back in the day.
Similarly, I didn’t know much about them before seeing the first movie. The most I knew was a sketch on Mad TV, “Kenny Roger’s Jackass”. “Nobody wins at the dairy challenge.”
Strangely, the most I recoiled at while watching the first movie was when the boys were giving each other paper cuts in their toe webbing in a hotel room. For whatever reason, I felt the most sympathy pain with that bit.
Well, I wouldn’t go that far.
You’re not the first person I’ve heard say that. It does sound awful.
I’ve forgotten that. I remember Party Boy used to crack me up.
I should add, I also spotted Samhain and Yob t-shirts, though I’m less familiar with those bands so can’t say how well that reflects on their musical taste.
On crack, then.
There’s no structure or themes. It’s just a series of stunts, competitions, and hidden camera pranks. The sort of thing you relay to a friend amid storms of laughter.
This accurately describes my entire tenure on Ricochet. #squadgoals
I’ve been meaning to see Cabin Boy.
I’d be curious which one is more awkward:
Marge’s stop-motion face will always be a highlight of that movie.