Call it boredom, call it a temporary lack of intellect, or call it 'sequel curiosity.' I went this week to the dollar theatre and saw Jackass 2. I paid my $1.50, bought my pop and sat down in the theatre. What I got in return was 95 minutes of my life and $1.50, that I'll never get back. Now, don't get me wrong....I had a decent idea of what this was going to be like having seen the original Jackass. But, the stunts (most of which were pretty funny), were far overshadowed by the prepubescent fasination with rectal insertions, private parts and 'doody.' One prank included a young boy whose parents should be ashamed for letting him be a part of it. They even cut out several stunts that were shown in the movie trailer.
During one segment, Chris Pontius does something very disturbing and tells everyone, "I am totally ashamed of myself...I really am." Well, Chris, I share your sentiment. I felt ashamed of myself too when I left. My glass of Mr. Pibb was the only good thing I walked out of this movie with. So please, if you are having even the slightest thought of seeing this movie....don't. Save your time, your money and the brain cells that it will ultimately kill.
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