Those who know me know that I know that Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigalo as one of the greatest movies of all time. Sure, it’s silly. Sure it’s childish, sure it has a pretty weak story, but it’s one of the funniest films of recent times, and manages to be fairly inoffensive despite getting most of its laughs from people with various physical and mental afflictions. I finally got around to watching the sequel this weekend. The original movie was pretty tame in comparison to its sequel, which not only uses a lot more profane language, but the afflictions suffered by Deuce’s she-Johns in this movie are much worse. Fortunately the film still manages to maintain the lighthearted feel that helped the original stay on the good side of bad taste.
The sequel does hit bad taste several times. Each time the movie oversteps the mark, it backs off a little and then takes it up a notch, leaving you reeling at the end, wondering whether to laugh or feel nauseous. Overall though if you like the first one, you will like the sequel.
There are some cracking scenes in it - the opening man-ho, the dwarf tossing and the Chernobyl girl come to mind. So If you are looking for a daft movie to entertain you, you could do a lot worse, get a couple of sea snails from the extra cold tank and enjoy….
