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| s_wrenn |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 11:39:37
While people can call Dirty Sanchez a Jackass ripoff, you have to admire(?) the lengths they go to for gross out entertainment.
And now there's the movie:
http://www.totalfilm.com/movie_news/dirty_sanchez_trailer_rocks!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=te2YyWK_2LY
With Jackass The Movie 2 hitting cinemas soon too, you'll be hard pressed to avoid either of them.
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/19/2006 : 16:28:01
The cactus-in-face stuff in the series was awful. Fuck. It was one of those occassions when there was genuine anger shown!
Times article taking about Dirty Sanchez and the gross out genre:
http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,14931-2325589,00.html
The Times August 24, 2006
Finally lads, here's a movie for you
The stars are drunk, lewd and homophobic. Kevin Maher reports on a male crisis in the film industry
It’s the first tentative swig of liposuction fat that does it. Up until then, the roughly captured, on-camera roll-call of self-inflicted bruises, breaks, stabbings, and various other alcohol-induced acts of leering sadomasochism have been utterly appropriate to the tone of Dirty Sanchez: The Movie. For here, in the big screen adaptation of the cultish Channel 4 TV show about four boozing buddies (three of them from the Welsh Valleys) who like to abuse themselves in the style of MTV’s infamous Jackass series, the diversity and the crude creativity of high-stakes pain consumption is paramount. Then comes the liposuction scene.
In short, on a hedonistic trip to Thailand, Pancho (Michael Locke), the shortest member of the gang, undergoes an agonising liposuction procedure without the aid of a general anaesthetic. The thick globulous bi-product of the operation — a large jar of human fat — is then used as an emetic forfeit during a drinking game involving a Thai prostitute and group masturbation. Needless to say, the scene ends with Dan Joyce, the gang’s champion muncher, gamely slurping his way through Locke’s liposuction fat and then vomiting violently into a well-placed bucket. Naughty lads mag entertainment? Or pushing the parameters of so-called Gross Out comedy to breaking point?
“Obviously, given the fact that we’ve had the chance to make a movie,” says the 27-year-old Locke, fully recovered from his liposuction stunt, “we do feel that we have to push it farther than anything we’ve done in the TV series. There are certain things that you can get away with on film that you can’t on TV. There are more doors open for you to explore. And at the end of the day, we’re not making Playschool here.”
Locke adds that, even so, the Sanchez gang are human too, with real feelings and emotions, and that there are certain things they won’t do for their art, such as man-on-man action (God forbid), or anything involving children (that’s a relief, then).
And yet Dirty Sanchez is not alone. It’s not some freak aberration of bad taste in an otherwise benign cinematic culture. No, instead, the Gross Out movie is swiftly becoming something of a standard for contemporary screen comedy. It’s there explicitly in the teeth-pulling, tongue-biting antics of Jackass: Number Two, the upcoming sequel to Johnny Knoxville’s original 2002 self-torture flick. And it’s there in the rectal gags and bestiality scenes in Kevin Smith’s Clerks II and Keenen Ivory Wayans’s Little Man. It’s there, too, in the relentless parade of bodily fluid gags and scenes of genital misadventure in everything from the Scary Movie series to the American Pie movies, the Farrelly brother comedies (Shallow Hal, The Ringer) right up to more mainstream efforts like Old School (torture via falling bricks attached to penises) and the upcoming frat boy comedy Beerfest.
The latter is a sweetly idiotic comedy about a group of five clueless American beer buddies who enter an illicit underground drinking Olympics in Munich. The best gag in the movie, however, involves a man masturbating a frog. The second-best gag includes a faceful of green semen. “We work really hard at putting in layers of different jokes that work on all sorts of levels,” defends Jay Chandrasekhar, its director and the leader of the film’s five-man comedy troupe, Broken Lizard (their previous films are Super Troopers and Club Dread). “Some people may perceive it as lowbrow humour but, over time, we hope they’ll realise how many different jokes we’ve got in there and maybe think us a little higherbrow.”
Chandrasekhar also suggests that the concept of Gross Out humour is hardly anything new, pointing to Monty Python, his comedy idols, by way of illustration (what was the hyperbolic up-chucker Mr Creosote in The Meaning of Life if not a gross-out creation?). “We modelled ourselves on the Python team,” says Chandrasekhar. “And we grew up watching films like National Lampoon’s Animal House. These are the type of movies we make, you know? R-rated movies that have a couple of dirty jokes in them.”
It’s true, of course, that the Gross Out movie has antecedents that stretch back to the likes of Python, National Lampoon and even the 1974 Mel Brooks comedy Blazing Saddles (and cue the baked-bean chorus). And certainly, the painful slapstick antics of Jackass and Dirty Sanchez will be nothing new to anyone who’s ever watched a single Tom and Jerry cartoon. And yet the difference, perhaps, is that today’s Gross Out comedies often jettison the wit, the writing and the intricate narrative build-up of past efforts in favour of the stomach-churning set-piece. The Gross Out comedy thus rushes from guttural gag to guttural gag in an episodic frenzy, trading on the regular thrill of the audience’s retch reaction instead of its engagement with cumbersome dramatic concepts like character and catharsis. In other words, why waste time with sub-plots and back-story when a neatly aimed bucket of semen can do the trick instead?
The Jackass and Dirty Sanchez movies are, consequently, the apotheosis of the Gross Out method. For they have no pretensions towards narrative coherence or the rigours of story. They are simply compendiums of chaos, rolling mercilessly from one split finger to another punctured tongue to another torn foreskin. Hit after hit after hit — the perfect comedy play-list for the MP3 generation.
The New York Times, when reviewing Jackass in 2002, noted that the comedy was devoid of social insight, but added that the pain suffered by the participants provoked “a spasm of revulsion that mutates into shocked involuntary laughter”.
And perhaps this is the point. Perhaps Gross Out comedy is actually more honest and more direct than so-called “regular” comedy because it speaks to the primal and prurient inner child in us all. The Gross Out gag doesn’t clothe humour in the niceties of intellectual pretension, but instead delivers it in its raw sputum and faecal-stained form.
Locke certainly thinks so. “I think that people just love seeing other people in pain. Watching Dirty Sanchez to some people might be like passing a bad car crash — you don’t want to look, but still you’ll have a little glance. People just love seeing other people get f***ed up.”
He suggests that the demand for extreme Gross Out entertainment has always existed but that now, in our more permissive cultural environment, there is the chance to satisfy this seemingly limitless consumer appetite. There is, naturally, a Dirty Sanchez sequel in the pipeline. Plus a 3-hour DVD filled with all the really offensive bits that were “too f***ed up to be shown, even in the movie”. A Jackass “threequel” is no doubt on the way, too, while the Gross Out comedy mainstream continues to show no signs of slowing down (Old School 2 and Scary Movie 5 are both imminent, while the Beerfest team are following that movie with the similarly themed Potfest).
Finally, it is also possible that the Gross Out comedy is its own worst enemy. And that the constant saturation of the viewer at such a base level will eventually lead to a certain kind of gag fatigue — see the Farrelly Brothers’ fall from the box office pre-eminence of 1998’s There’s Something About Mary to the relative flop of 2003’s Stuck on You. And, furthermore, thanks to the simple bodily mechanics of Gross Out comedy and the genre’s need to be shocked anew with each successive movie, there is also a profound limitation to the form, ie, how many times can we be shocked into laughter by a man drinking semen-soaked lager?
This has even wider implications for the Dirty Sanchez crew, where pain is the true motor of their comedy. For what can you do, to yourself and to your friends, when a liposuction operation isn’t enough? What do you do when vomiting on camera is the norm? And how far can you go, or will you go, for the laughter of revulsion?
WAS MY FACE RED? COMEDY BY THE GROSS
THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT MARY
(Bobby and Peter Farrelly, 1998)
The Zipper Scene: high school dweeb Ted Stroehmann (Ben Stiller) is about to take Mary Jensen (Cameron Diaz) to the senior prom. He’s urinating, he panics, he violently whips up his zipper, and cue the gold standard for mainstream comedy gross out gags.
THE SWEETEST THING
(Roger Kumble, 2002)
The Oral Entanglement: Jane Burns (Selma Blair) is giving boyfriend Andy (Frank Grillo) some, ahem, oral pleasure. Unfortunately Andy has a piercing and Jane has tonsils. Naturally, this being a wacky comedy, the fire brigade is called.
AMERICAN PIE
(Paul and Chris Weitz, 1999)
The Pie: Jim Levenstein (Jason Biggs) knows nothing about sex. His friends say that it’s like penetrating apple pie. He is straddling his mother’s freshly baked pie when in walks Dad. Cue hilarity. |
| a guy in a rover |
Posted - 08/19/2006 : 11:45:31
Cant wait for this. I love how far these bastards push themselves. The pube bong has to be the best stunt so far.
Kiss my ring...I am the greatest
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/19/2006 : 07:36:51
Hmmm....
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| Homers_pet_monkey |
Posted - 08/19/2006 : 02:10:55
Celebrity BB?
 I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 16:25:49
It's a good job one of those guys didn't get on BB instead of Glynn!
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| Homers_pet_monkey |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 15:45:35
The Welsh eh? Strange breed.
I'd walk her everyday, into a shady place
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| whoreatthedoor |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 15:25:38
There's some thing I don't get. I don't need to give my confirmation to watch this, however when a nipple can be seen...
This time we ride roller coasters into the ocean
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| ObfuscateByWill |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 14:40:53
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Originally posted by s_wrenn
I remember the first time i saw Dirty Sanchez a few years back. It was the one where Pritchard shot a pint out his arse, into a glass, and then Joycey drank it. Needless to say, my idea of extreme stunts was rethought
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3uXMeS-tZQ
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| s_wrenn |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 12:13:20
Damn Telecom Éireann (doesn't that take you back?) and their shit connections to hell!
Anyone else think that the third season was a bit rubbish?
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 12:07:51
Apparently, they were around before Jackass. Yeah, YouTube is great when another site's download-time is driving you nuts.
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| s_wrenn |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 12:00:29
That was the only way i could watch the trailer with my shite dial-up connection.
I remember the first time i saw Dirty Sanchez a few years back. It was the one where Pritchard shot a pint out his arse, into a glass, and then Joycey drank it. Needless to say, my idea of extreme stunts was rethought
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 11:53:08
Actually, the YouTube link is probably handier!
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| s_wrenn |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 11:49:43
Ah ha, didn't see you had the trailer there.
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| Carl |
Posted - 08/18/2006 : 11:43:09
http://forum.frankblack.net/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=16612
Yeah, I forgot about Jackass 2. Seems like there's a bit of a 'shocking-stunts' revival goin' on....
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