What I am slamming the film for is because it has a terribly contrived premise, a lumbering execution, and doesn't really know where to go with any of it once the big joke of two reluctant straight men forced to be gay is introduced, except to pull more trite
jokes out of their rear ends.
Not exact matches
It's useless to get mad at this movie, which is nothing more than a collection
of jokes about bodily functions that occasionally laughs at people injuring themselves in order to take a break from gags about urine, vomit, soft - serve chocolate ice cream that looks like it's coming
out of a man's
rear end, a showroom - floor toilet that a different man sleepily decides to use to deposit what the ice cream is representing, another guy showing off his ability to «burp - sneeze - fart,» and more.
Well, Lenny's wife Roxanne (Salma Hayek), who even Lenny admits in the movie's single and genuinely clever
joke is too beautiful for him, is over-emotional (the movie's opinion
of her) because she wants to have another kid, so it does aim one sexist stereotype at one
of its few major female characters (Speaking
of sexism, can we talk about the MPAA ratings board's glaring double standard in pointing
out that a movie's nudity is
of the «male
rear» variety, directly implying that there's something different — worse, more offensive — about the same
of the female kind?).