Jackass Number Two (2006)

The greatest movie ever made..!

Nice effects though.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

The kindest thing that I can say about "Jackass 2 Unrated" is that it is the most vile, disgusting, and repellent movie that I have ever seen in my entire life. On the other hand, I spent most of my time laughing my ass off at this hideously hilarious movie. Mind you, "Jackass 2" makes the first "Jackass" movie look extremely tame. In fact, if there is a "Jackass 3," it is going to have to top "Jackass 2" and Johnny Knoxville and his bunch are really going to have to dig deep to come up with better gags. The thing that sets "Jackass 2" apart from the previous "Jackass" is that this time when the guys aren't performing stunts to alienate other people, they punk as Ashton Kutcher might do themselves. Some of the normal nitwit gags include riding a mini-motorcycle at high speed down a short track to a do a loop-the-loop but crashing; rolling downhill in giant caterpillar tires; and launching themselves aloft on rockets that crash only a few seconds later. The best and most nauseating stunts include milking a stallion of its semen and drinking it. Steve-O dons a bubble helmet called a fart mask and promptly chucks up when the stench of a fat man's gas hits him. Steve-O does the butt chug where his companions pour beer down a tube stuck in his rectum. One of the biggest gags involves them shaving their pubic hair to supply one of their unsuspecting own with material for a beard. Johnny Knoxville masquerades as an old man and walks through town with his testicles dangling from his shorts. Later, they pull the same stunt but this time he masquerades as an shriveled up old lady who gets her dress caught in a car door and when she walks away, it rips to show her sausage-shaped breasts. When they aren't trying to gross everybody else out, these freewheeling stunt guys see if they can keep from puking after performing some of their more objectionable gags. The opening gag is probably as stylist as any "Jackass" movie will ever get. The film opens with stirring music from "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly" as dust rises and we see our protagonists emerge from this dust cloud with steers charging in hard pursuit after them. Think of the old TV show "Candid Camera" gone wild and you'll be prepared for what follows, unless you are of the squeamish variety. Of course, as they point out at the beginning and the ending, nobody but professional stunt men should perform these stunts. Some people would never set their eyes on this kind of nonsense and people who are easily offended should avoid it at all costs.

Johnny Knoxville and his gang of misfits do a whole new series of stunts. It's as stupid and as perverse as ever before. Like before, it is just one stunt after another. Some are funnier than others. Some are unleashed on the unsuspecting public. It's all very random and great for the fans.This starts with the running of the bulls. The branding is insanely stupid. The rocket bicycle is magical and that jump is beautiful. I want one. There is the Bad Grandpa character in this but it's still in its infancy. If only that guy actually throws a punch at Knoxville. The flashing grandma is a little funnier for this one. John Waters does something that is fitting for him. The pranks don't get creepier than a leech in the eye. They shoot Knoxville off on a big red rocket. I don't think the grand song and dance work. Overall, it's not necessarily better but it's at least more of the same.

Eh… I dug the first Jackass when I was a bit younger, but revisiting these movies as I have gotten older makes me realize I have outgrown this childishness. I still very much enjoy raunchy humor, but I'm really not into watching people go to extreme measures to inflict pain on themselves by risking their lives. As you may expect; the gang goes out of their way to outdo themselves from the first one. I don't remember a whole lot about the gags in this one, but the most memorable is probably the terrorist segment. It's really outlandish stuff that I couldn't believe I was witnessing. Final Thoughts: Johnny Knoxville is a crazy SOB, and there is no other way to put it. It has some hits, but also many misses. If you're a huge fan of extreme comedy, these movies are for you. 5/10

Johnny Knoxville and his crew of masochists do more stupid stuff which hurts them badly and could get them killed - and film it. Number Two in name, number two in nature. But of course, they meant it that way. And that's what scares me...JACKASS NUMBER TWO is so funny and so unnecessary that I'm laughing on the outside and crying on the inside.Bam Margera, Steve-O, Chris Pontius, Ryan Dunn and Jason "Wee Man" Acuna are the nucleus of this team of men who show affection by kicking each other in the nuts and laughing, setting new lows for redneck entertainment with every spaz stunt they never pull off. Either they're a bunch of guys who refuse to grow up - or they're trying to get themselves killed, which is the same thing from another direction.There are the usual rocket sleds off piers, the willful crashing into objects, the beatings and molestations by each other; there is Knoxville dressing as an old lady whose flaccid breasts "unwittingly" dangle out to discomfort passersby; there is man-nakedness at every turn, branded butt-cheeks, blurred balls and stinking taints; there are the practical jokes that the gang play on each other, like throwing a King Cobra into a pen with the snake-phobic Margera, or doing the switcheroo on Margera's mom so that she wakes to a fat impostor in her bed who isn't her fat husband.Then there are the clinically insane bits, like Steve-O pushing a giant fish hook through his cheek, attaching it to the end of Pontius's fishing line and jumping into a sea full of sharks; swimming with sharks isn't dangerous enough, he has to risk his cheek being ripped off from Pontius trying to reel him in if a shark grabs his leg, not to mention the infection and scar and simple visceral pain the hook is going to cause on his face.And why does Margera agree to have his butt branded with a red-hot cattle-brand? And how many times must they get chased and butted by bulls before they realize they might actually get a horn through the liver and die? And Steve-O puts a leech on his eye. And Pontius eats cow dung. And one of them drinks horse semen. Am I being unreasonable or am I getting too old to appreciate the idiocy? Why does the "movie" open with Ennio Morricone music from FISTFUL OF DOLLARS? And then a snake bites on Pontius's penis dressed as a mouse.SIDE NOTE: "All My Friends Are Dead." This Turbonegro song features on the soundtrack. I guess it's inevitable. Ryan Dunn was reported dead in June 2011. The most amazing part: it wasn't from something he did on JACKASS. "Police say the 34-year-old was travelling at around 130mph in a 55mph zone when his Porsche 911 flew off the road at around 2.30am on Monday morning in Pennsylvania, instantly killing him and his passenger." The best "bit" is a gag within a gag and the most complex setup; I doubt this movie's demographic can even follow it: they dress McGhehey as an Arab, strap him with fake dynamite and beard, and put him in a cab to Burbank Airport. The joke will be the cabbie's reaction to this obvious "terrorist" passenger... The REAL joke is on McGhehey who is being set up by the crew: the cabbie is Jay Chandrasekhar (of Broken Lizard) in disguise, who has been told to slap Arab McGhehey around and pull a gun on him. Plus, unbeknownst to McGhehey, his fake beard is pubic hair shavings from all the gang, one of them with crabs.There is a minefield of richer commentary here, but even the time taken to view this sordid public display of egomaniacal deviancy wastes time that could be spent doing something more productive with my life - like electrocuting my balls. Hey, maybe these JACKASS clowns are onto something...