|Directed by:||Dennie Gordon|
|Written by:||David Spade, Fred Wolf|
|Starring:||David Spade, Brittany Daniel, Dennis Miller, Adam Beach, Christopher Walken|
|Released:||May 24, 2001|
For those people who didn’t want to see Moulin Rouge this weekend an alternative had to be offered and it came in the form of Joe Dirt. Television ads are telling us the film is from the producers of Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo and Big Daddy - I don’t think it’s an angle the studio should be promoting.
Joe Dirt (Spade) was left by his parents at the Grand Canyon when he was eight years old and he’s been on a quest to find them ever since. His journey is an interesting one, well at least according to radio DJ Zander Kelly (Miller) it is, because he drags Joe into the studio to tell his story live on air. That’s where the story begins and we soon learn that Joe is not a loser, but a decent human being who is often taken advantage of.
Sorry if I don’t start crying with sentiment but it is a very strange story and I don’t know why the writers (which include Spade) have gone for the schmaltzy ending. I find Spade a very funny actor and we see him on TV in Just Shoot Me but he’s also been in such hilarious films as Tommy Boy and Senseless. He still had me chucking in Joe Dirt but I would have preferred to see him tackle more provocative and adventurous humour then the standard gross-out garbage that continues to be served up.
There’s one scene where Joe is covered in liquefied shit and that seemed to get the biggest laugh from the audience. Now do you understand why I’m not glowing with praise? In two weeks, Freddie Got Fingered will be released which threatens to go even further into the pit. I am already bracing myself for the experience.