Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo

I don’t think that anyone who has a desire to see this movie needs to read a review of it beforehand, and likewise, anyone who is opting to skip it probably already has a good idea of what I’m going to say. Nevertheless, I already spent the $10, so I might as well say what everyone already knows: save your money and see something else.

Rob Schneider returns as Deuce Bigalow, whose former pimp, T.J. (Eddie Griffin), has called him up and asked Deuce to come visit him in Amsterdam. Deuce’s visit coincides with a serial killer’s commencement of murdering the male gigolos of Europe, and wouldn’t ya know it, but ol’ T.J. gets into a rather compromising situation that leads police detectives to pinpoint him as the gigolo killer. Deuce therefore resumes his old gigolo ways in order to draw out the real killer and clear TJ’s name. There is a new assortment of strange dates lined up for Deuce: a hunchbacked woman, a woman with big ears, a woman who is covered in dirt (?), another giant woman (though not quite as giant as the one in the first movie), a woman who had a tracheotomy and squirts wine out through her throat, and of course the routine woman with a penis on her face instead of a nose. As in the first movie, Deuce politely dates these women, while making them feel comfortable with their particular abnormality and showing them that beauty comes from the inside or something.

Much of the humor in Deuce Bigalow revolved around variations of “prostidude,” “she-john,” “he-bitch,” etc, although I stopped writing them down when it became apparent that the filmmakers (i.e. Rob Schneider who wrote this movie) were going to say “male prostitute” in as many different forms as they could conceivably come up with. Great. The rest of the comedy came from mocking Amsterdam for having legalized drugs and prostitution, Canadian tourists for pooping on the streets (?), a variety of gay jokes, racial jokes, and several jokes concerning Asian girth. Considering that these parodies were repeated several times throughout the movie, I can only conclude that Schneider felt that his audience must be so idiotic as to have missed most of them the first and second times, therefore necessitating these constant reiterations of the same stupid jokes.

Admittedly, T.J. is still a very funny character, and the movie does have a few genuine laughs in it. There’s also a very likable Asian gigolo who has several funny “yo’ momma” lines despite his being designated as the object of juvenile girth jokes—again, ten thousand separate times in case anyone missed it. There were also some amusing one-liners that capitalized on the current anti-U.S. sentiment, but all of these instances were overshadowed by scenes of utter absurdity—like Deuce having to wear a diaper for one of his clients.

Seriously, what goes through Schneider’s mind when he’s coming up with this stuff? What possible line of thinking could reasonably lead to having Deuce date a woman with a penis on her face? Because it just makes sense I guess. Look, don’t get me wrong, sometimes crude humor can be really entertaining (e.g. Dumb and Dumber or the first Deuce Bigalow movie), and I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve laughed heartily at these types of movies. But I think I outgrew this particular film when I was 10 years old. Unfortunately, Deuce Bigalow wouldn’t be appropriate for any 10-year-old, so I’m really not sure to what audience this movie is supposed to appeal, but I pray that there aren’t that many people out there who would fall into the proper category.