There's a right way to make a movie using humorous sexual innuendo and raunchy, gross-out gags. And then there's the awkward, uncomfortable, unnecessary Deuce Bigalow way.
After astronomical success at the box office, "Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo" was one Rob Schneider film just screaming for a sequel.
Now, for those who have trouble recognizing sarcasm in writing, here's a hint: Re-read that last paragraph until it sinks in.
Regardless of whether a sequel was wanted or needed, someone somewhere somehow greenlighted "Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo."
A semblance of a plot follows Deuce Bigalow (Schneider), a retired gigolo, as he visits his former "man-pimp" T.J. Hicks, played by Eddie Griffin, during a vacation to Amsterdam where everyone smokes pot and newscasters strip during the weather.
But when an anonymous killer starts murdering Europe's top male prostitutes, Hicks is framed as the killer. Bigalow gets back into the business to uncover the identity of the real killer, who he thinks might be one of the dead men's customers.
Thus begins Bigalow's second round of dating outcast, misfit women with strange habits and, to say the least, unique features.
This highly anticipated film arrives in theaters today to multitudes of adoring fans after weeks of excited buzz.
Alright, that's enough sarcasm for one article.
But here's the honest-to-God truth: "Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo" is a waste of celluloid.
It's not that this sequel is particularly bad or good. It's simply unnecessary. The dirty jokes and gags might be worth a giggle if they hadn't already been done six years ago in the original.
In fact, those who have seen the original will see the exact same bathroom-humor and gags about male anatomy, except this time, the jokes are tired and more disgusting.
About half an hour into "European Gigolo," those repeat gags make it apparent that this sequel is nothing more than a rehashing and exploitation of a mediocre film for the sole purpose of milking a few more dollars out of the franchise.
That might be true for most sequels these days, but most of the time moviegoers at least can ignore it for 90 minutes of comedic entertainment.
Not so with "European Gigolo." It's as if Schneider and fellow writer Harris Goldberg took their old script and added one line to move the setting of the film to Europe.
The new settings offers a few opportunities to play with anti-American sentiments across the Atlantic. These gags are worth a few chuckles, but not enough to justify spending $7 on this movie.
Unlike the recent raunchy, disrespectful-but-mature humor of films like "American Pie" and "Wedding Crashers," sitting through humor of "European Gigolo" is like being surrounded by prepubescent boys who shout dirty words for fun and make rude noises with their armpits. It might be cute at first, but at some point it just gets annoying.
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Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo
* (out of four stars)
Director: Mike Bigelow
Stars: Rob Schneider, Eddie Griffin, Hanna Verboom
Rated: R (for pervasive strong crude and sexual humor, language, nudity and drug content)
Now showing: East Park, Grand
The reel story: This sequel is an unnecessary gross-out fest that's an excuse to stick male prostitute Deuce Bigalow in more awkward situations with outcast customers.