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Friday, August 12, 2005

Deuce Part Deux

I proudly admit that I enjoyed the original Deuce Bigalow film and I'll probably see the second one when it comes out on video. I also admit that I'm probably going to hell for laughing at the jokes:

The sequel amply revisits the mock slanguage of pimps and "prostidudes," and Deuce again gets paired with women who are giant, deformed, or have behavioral ticks. He falls for a nymph with obsessive-compulsive disorder (Hanna Verboom), which oddly means he's passing on the gal who spews red wine out of her tracheotomy hole, as well as the veiled Chernobyl victim whose nose is a functioning penis.

Fun for the whole family!