Johnny Marco (Dorff) is a top movie star who lives in Hollywood's secluded Chateau Marmont. He's promoting his action movie, Berlin Agenda, with his costar (Monaghan) while preparing for his next project. And he's also taking care of his 11-year-old daughter Cleo (Fanning). Their life consists mainly of sitting around, travelling to Italy for a junket and then to Las Vegas for Cleo's summer camp. All of which gives Johnny a chance to seduce various women and ponder his own existence.
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Once again, the film jumps aimlessly from one clip to the next, hoping we find physical injury, constant laddish taunting and obsession with genitalia hilarious. To be honest, some of it is very funny, mainly because we can't believe that an adult would do something so stupid. Many of the gags involve throwing themselves into objects (or vice versa) like a live-action Road Runner cartoon with added bodily fluids. They have rather a lot of fun in the blast area of a massive jet engine and put themselves in jeopardy from some very large animals. One of the more outrageous bits involves playing tetherball with an angry beehive.
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Johnny Marco is content living the rock'n'roll dream, he lives at Chateau Marmont, is entertained by lots of ladies, his bathroom cabinets are filled with a selection of pills and he drives his Ferrari without much concern. He's one of the bad boys of Hollywood and the press love it.
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Does Jackass: Number Two live up to its promise? You bet it does, though that may not necessarily be a good thing. My unscientific running tally of the scenarios gives the absurd a slight edge over the tedious. The stunts that work best -- "Butt Chug," "How to Milk a Horse," and "Terror Taxi" -- are insanely funny from beginning to end. Often, these jokes are taken beyond their logical end to achieve an entirely new degree of humor or vulgarity. Equally commendable are several stunts like "The Switcharoo" that slowly build tensions toward highly rewarding climaxes.
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I'm three hours out of Jackass and I still don't know what to think. I know I didn't get the idea of Jackass going into the movie, and after some pontification I now think I know what the deal is... but still can't be sure. Three hours out and the only two things I know are that Jackass doesn't have a point and maybe, just maybe, that is the point.
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Strictly for shallow-end-of-the-gene-pool types who find professional wrestling and monster truck shows too sophisticated for their simple-minded tastes, "Jackass: The Movie" is exactly like "Jackass" the stupid-stunts-and-practical-jokes MTV show, except that the swear words aren't bleeped out.
Sure it's funny from time to time watching Johnny Knoxville and his low-watt drinking buddies (a grunting sub-frat-boy bunch sure to be living off welfare in their parents' basements once their 15 minutes of fame is up) as they perform tailgate-surfing-caliber dares on low-grade home video. When they play demolition derby with golf carts or rollerskate in the back of a delivery van while one of them drives it around violently -- in other words when they're trying to hurt only themselves -- "Jackass" has brief moments of hilarity.
But at least half the movie consists of contemptible practical jokes played on unsuspecting innocents -- wearing old-age makeup while crashing wheelchairs in busy intersections, for example. Or taking a dump in a display toilet at a hardware store. The fact that these dimwits (and their built-in audience) find it amusing to be cruel to strangers and broadcast the acts for public consumption provides a real decline-of-Western-Civilization element to the picture.
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