'Jackass' Poops Out Movie Number Two
If you're into excessive vomiting, piling feces, and full frontal male nudity, you should probably go rent the first Jackass movie. If you'd like to see an hour and a half more of the same unsettling formula mixed with an annoying dance number, Jackass Number Two is the movie for you.
Besides that and a few stampeding bulls running around, there isn't much to separate this untalented performance from its 2002 predecessor. Granted, the gross-outs are grosser, the stunts are more dangerous, and the clothes make far fewer appearances, but the result is still undeniably similar to both the first movie and the MTV series. It feels more like an extended version of the original film than it does a movie of its own, and it's starting to get old real quick.
Why this collage of mindless mayhem needed a director I do not know, but Jeff Tremaine receives the credit for it, who also directed the first movie, the TV series, and several of its subsequent knock-offs. Director of Jackass? That's an oxymoron as far as I'm concerned. What could he have possibly contributed to this production other than choosing the order of segments and hoping not to get atomic-wedgied in the process? This guy must deserve his paycheck less than a punter for the Indianapolis Colts.
Even so, the film is presented in somewhat of a style, however familiar it may be, and that is a random assortment of hit-or-miss scenes. The advantage to this is that the movie holds a unique ability to ensure the audience is completely unable to predict what will happen next, the disadvantage is that there are more misses than hits.
The most dangerous stunt of the movie is difficult to gauge, because several could have very easily gone wrong and ended in disaster. In two scenes partially visible in the film's previews, angry bulls are stampeding around a rodeo-type ring. One of these involves Johnny Knoxville, the star of the Jackass cast, awaiting a bull's charge while blindfolded and smoking a cigarette, and the other utilizes a device referred to as the "Toro Totter," in which a bull chases underneath two oversized playground teeter-totters overlapped in a cross pattern, leaving four dimwit Jackass stars to boost each other up to safety whenever the behemoth comes near.
The grossest scene is much easier to determine, even among a plethora of absolutely disgusting moments: all that matters is it involves a horse in heat, a cup, and a few understandably reluctant Jackass participants, including Knoxville himself and the stars of MTV's Wild
Boys, Chris Pontius and Steve-O. Pontius's unsettling swig was so repulsive it had to appear with a "censored" tag hiding his mouth, the
only sickening scene not visible to the viewer.
The rest of the familiar cast includes Bam Margera, Preston Lacy, Ryan Dunn, and the miniature Wee Man, who appears more often without clothes than with them. Together, the group wills itself towards accomplishing every task it can conjure up, ignoring fear, morality, and common sense along the way: they play medicine ball dodge ball in a pitch-dark room, freeze their private parts to icy structures, insert leaches in their eyeballs and beer in their anuses. It's a smorgasbord of stupidity that is often entertaining but decreasingly interesting.
When it is entertaining, however, Jackass Number Two is hilarious, like watching a live action version of your favorite Saturday morning cartoon. The best parts of the movie were scenes in which one or more Jackass members were pulling elaborate pranks on their fellow idiots, especially one involving a hidden boxing glove early in the film. While staying at a hotel along their filming journey, Knoxville and his cronies place a giant heart-shaped card on the wall of one of the hotel hallways which appears to have been homemade by an obsessed female fan who desperately wants to meet up with the cast. Her handwriting, however, gets smaller and smaller as she runs out of room on the card, so whenever someone tries to read it, they are forced to move closer to the card to decipher her message. Once they get close enough, an unexpected punch comes flying for their face from behind the card, where a hole in the wall allows plenty of space for the glove to build momentum from the room behind it.
Other similar pranks are very funny, but they account for nearly all the film has to offer. As Bam Margera proclaims late in the film,
whether sincere or not, "I hope to God there's no Jackass three." My sentiments exactly.