"You HAVE to see this movie!" my roommate said, as if he were talking about an eternal classic on the order of "Citizen Kane." But he wasn't talking about Kane. He was talking about "Joe Dirt."
This is the kind of movie that members of my misguided generation think is great comedy, presumably because there's just nothing funnier than mullet jokes and watching David Spade haul around a chunk of crap that he thinks is a meteor.
At best, this brand of garbage is a guilty pleasure. But if you find brilliant comedy within this film's tacky confines, I fear for you. Pretty please, go out and rent a movie that's actually good.
This is the kind of movie that members of my misguided generation think is great comedy, presumably because there's just nothing funnier than mullet jokes and watching David Spade haul around a chunk of crap that he thinks is a meteor.
At best, this brand of garbage is a guilty pleasure. But if you find brilliant comedy within this film's tacky confines, I fear for you. Pretty please, go out and rent a movie that's actually good.