As an Xmas gift to a friend, I agreed to watch this (don't ask), and it's...something. To the extent it works (and to a large extent, it does), it's not as comedy—Green has no gift for timing/improv/slapstick—but rather by taking the Sandler formula and doubling down into an unexpected sicko emotional nudity: genuinely repellant raunch, genuinely cruel adults, and a hero who makes Sandler look like Jerry Maguire.
Tom Green's absurd, aggressive, psychotic, punk middle finger to mainstream Hollywood. Green and his collaborators take a privileged white boy, coming-of-age, American dream narrative and actively subvert, undermine and deconstruct it at every turn. Green makes subtext context by pushing a deranged, Oedipal rivalry between father and son to the forefront of the story. Creative and anarchic stupidity that surprises.
Its perversely disappointing that a film branded as a sick and unspeakably terrible work in cinema is completely void of transgressive badness, the ramblings of an infantile man-child - that are annoying rather than stomp taboos - packed for a period where we had to endure mainstream ‘alternative youth culture’. The only thing separating this from the other poor comedies of the period is more elephant spunk.
The rating I gave it *** is actually a compromise, it's 1 or 5 given what mood I am in when watching it. Definitely a film everyone one needs to see at least once. If only to see what happens when Hollywood has its head so far up its own ass, that is doesn't realize what is sneaking by it.