Like Jerry Springer, the WWF, and Anna Nicole Smith, Jackass:
The Movie is just one more sign of Western Civilization
in decline. That isnít to say it doesnít have its charms though.
Jackass: The Movie is pretty much the same thing as
ďJackassĒ-the-television show, which used to air on MTV. If
youíve seen the show you can pretty well guess what youíre
getting with the movie. Itís longer, more explicit, and the
stunts are done on a slightly grander scale. For those of
you who havenít seen it, the show is about Johnny Knoxville
and his merry band of pranksters, who engage in all kinds
of degrading, dangerous stunts. There is no plot or purpose
for any of these stunts; they seem to be concocted as dares
just to amuse one another.
A sample of the stunts you will find performed in the movie:
air horns at a golf course; a midget kicks himself in the
head; Johnny lets a small alligator bite his nipple; a guy
calling himself Party Boy (Pontius) strips down and
randomly grinds men in Tokyo; and so on. I donít want to give
away too much about the more ambitious stunts, but one of
them involves whale sharks and another involves a toy car
going where only gerbils dare. (This movie has had a bad influence
on me.) Itís sort of a combination of Evel Knievel, Howard
Stern, and frat boy hazing. Not all that different from
the low-brow humor you find in most Hollywood comedies, but
distilled to its base components.
So is it any good? Well, Iím a little ashamed to say that
I was entertained by some of this stuff, although really an
hour and half of this is pretty numbing. A good litmus test
for whether or not youíd† enjoy this movie could be your reaction
to the infamous TV footage of the zookeeper who got stuck
after he was sat on by an elephant. If youíve seen this footage
and had any desire to see it more than once, well, this just
may be the movie for you.