Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo
Review by Jason Gaston
I think that I'm one of the few critics
who loved Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo. I loved the fact that,
despite it being a raunchy gross-out sex comedy, it had a sweet side
to it as well and Deuce was just likeable as a character. It was a
nice movie by itself.
Notice I said "by itself." Now, we've got a sequel, Deuce
Bigalow: European Gigolo where Deuce goes to Amsterdam to help
out his old friend and he-bitch pimp, TJ, when he is falsely accused
as a gay male gigolo serial killer.
Can Deuce find
the real killer and save his friend? Now that he's single since his
wife from the first movie was eaten by a shark, will his new romance
with an OCD woman blossom into something more? Can we ever trust
another Rob Schneider movie again after this unfunny fiasco?
Don't get me wrong, I am a strong supporter of sexual depravity and
support it in any way I can, but Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo
is yet another classic example of why some wells were never meant to
be revisited. Every reason I had for liking the first movie are
completely absent from this one. Oh sure, Deuce goes out of his way to
help a hunchbacked woman, a humongously huge woman, and a woman with a
penis for a nose who shoots out jizz every time she sneezes... but
here it just seems like a hollow retread. The first movie had the
pleasant surprise of seeing how Deuce made women feel special without
sex, this time around it's like watching a highlight reel of deleted
scenes cut from the first movie because they weren't funny.
All of the mildly funny bits from the first movie about man-whores and
he-bitches is turned up full blast and dumbed down to a low roar.
Duece 2 is interesting in offending you for no good reason while
forgetting to be funny. What's worse, this movie comes off as just
plain tasteless as if its some kind of high art form.
Case in point: TJ eats fries out of a toilet. Why? Who the heck knows.
It's not interesting, doesn't advance the plot, and it just isn't
funny. The same can be said of watching a woman spray red wine out of
a tracheotomy hole and the later having the dick-nosed chick trip,
fall towards her, and have her... nose... Well...
Oh, Hell... why ruin it if you haven't seen the movie yet?
Don't even get me started on how unfunny the Asian small-penis joke is
that plays in this movie over and over again like an episode of The
Simpsons in syndication.
The simple truth is, this movie is too crude for its own good, too
dumb to be anything special, and unfunny in almost every way. When a
cameo by Norm McDonald is the funniest thing that a movie has going
for it, it's best just to leave it alone.