Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo

So I’ve been seeing commercials for the new Deuce Bigalow movie a lot lately. Every time I see one, it raises two questions:

1. Who the fuck green-lighted this and why? Was there pent up demand? Were there a lot of people out there saying, “You know, I wish they’d make a sequel to that shitty movie from six years ago“?
2. In a universe governed by the laws of physics, would it actually be possible to make a movie worse than the original Deuce Bigalow? It seems like to do so would require the discovery of a unified theory of suck, but judging from the commercials, that discovery has been made.

So anyway, I’m watching TV with my five-year-old son the other day, and a commercial for it comes on. Toward the end is a scene of a cat biting Eddie Griffin on the penis. My son burst into violent laughter and loudly proclaimed “A cat bit him on the penis!” It seemed like it may have been the funniest thing he’d ever seen. It was at this point that I realized maybe I’m just not this movie’s target audience.

And possibly worst of all, I know that six months from now I’ll be in line at Best Buy, and the dumbfuck in front of me will be buying a copy on DVD.