A Dirty Shame
Review by Clint Morris
Trust me John, if someone wanted to use a cinema excursion
to get off, they'd either roll their Levi's off in the car-park
or merely take their ten bucks, hand it to the sleazy guy
behind the counter, and with bucket-in-hand, voyage into the
auditorium of no-holds-barred porn.
A Dirty Shame is, well, a dirty shame.
Essentially just a mission to see how many sexual references,
tawdry sight-gags and terms of innuendo one can fit into 88
minutes - it's not only as silly as a cordial-induced carnival
goer, it's as boring as batshit.
Granted, you've got to be a fan of the off-the-wall stylings
of John Waters (Pink Flamingos, Hairspray) to
appreciate his films but in this case, even those long-time
admirers of the weird and wonderful will be gazing at their
watches. He's usually, at least, amusing. This dreary episode
makes his cameo in Seed of Chucky look like comedy
gold.
Ullman's knocked insensible in a road accident. Over-sexed
Ray Ray (Johnny Knoxville) comes over to help - and announces
that she's the 12th apostle in his little team of sex-addicts.
Suddenly, her sexual urges are awakened as she gets about
town, with her wacky new pals, looking to rub her leg up anything
that holds still long enough.
This is largely a waste of talent - Ullman, Knoxville, Blair
(with a gigantic pair of fake hooters - funny for a second),
and Isaak - who finally did a 'Bad, Bad, Thing'. But worst
of all, it's disappointing to see what could've been a very
funny movie. I've got to admit; it's definitely an original
idea! But it turns into the cinematic equivalent of the thanksgiving
bird.
Turkey - with extra stuffing.
1 out of 5
A Dirty Shame
Australian release: Thursday September 1st, 2005 (limited
release - Victoria only)
Cast: Tracey Ullman, Selma Blair, Johnny Knoxville, Chris
Isaak, Suzanne Shepherd.
Director: John Waters.
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