Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo Review
Terrible
I like movies, I really do. But sometimes the movies have to meet you halfway. Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo is an extreme case of what is becoming a chronic pattern -- desperately out of ideas and out of touch, Hollywood ignores critics and moviegoers and relapses into infancy. The early buzz about this project should have told them that it would be a disaster. I believe that everyone in America knew that a Deuce Bigalow sequel would be unsuccessful as soon as they learned of its existence... except apparently for the studio executives who approved it. Now here it is, and for a few weeks it will inspire embarrassed laughs from a few moviegoers here and overseas, and the usual round of incredulous bad reviews from critics, before following the usual trajectory into oblivion.
In the first Deuce Bigalow, Rob Schneider created an amusing character, probably the first male prostitute to carry a feature film aside from American Gigolo, and there's no reason the joke couldn't have lasted through a sequel or two, except one: Schneider is a non-presence on screen. Whether he's wearing a diaper, swordfighting, or dancing to accordion music, or whatever else he's doing, Schneider has no comedic appeal, nil.
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