Freddy Got Fingered doesn't need a review, it needs a viewer's guide. I don't know whether I just watched the worst movie I've ever seen, or some piece of insane genius that I am far too dumb to comprehend. I don't even know what to rate it. On the IMDb's 1 to 10 scale, I think I'd give this movie a V.
I saw this film explicitly for the purpose of mockery. Given its absolute dreadful reviews, I figured it was a no-brainer for the kind of crappy movie my friends and I enjoy getting together to watch and laugh at. If I was expecting a bomb, I got a piece of fruit. Or maybe I got a piece of a horse's anatomy, since that is actually in the film. Twice.
This is said by a guy who has watched, and occassionally enjoyed Tom Green's MTV show. His sheer enthusiasm for pissing people off is something to behold, if not applaud. And he was funny in his limited screen time in "Road Trip."
The difference between his television antics and his film antics, is that on television is he making people on screen uncomfortable and we are able to sit back and laugh at them; while in the movie we are forced to sit through Green's bizarre and often grotesque antics completely unfiltered. There is no one to laugh at here. On Green's show, he'd have put a camera in the theater where this thing is shown and let you, the viewer, watch the horror on the faces of those he'd suckered into watching it.
That would have been hilarious. This, instead, is uncomfortable in a truly unique way. Green plays Gord Brody, an aspiring animator who has a highly strained relationship with his father Jim, played by Rip Torn, who matches Green's insane antics with gusto that's at once impressive and shameful.
You wouldn't suspect it just by looking at young Gord, but his dreams reach far beyond those of a lucrative animation contract. He also wants to play with a male horse's genitals, which he accomplishes on the way to Hollywood. He also wants to build a half pipe to skateboard on. He does so, and when his friend goes for a first ride he promptly breaks his leg, and Gord suckles on the protruding bone and flesh while his father yells angrily. Oh, that wacky Gord.
The film goes on and on like this; lord knows what PETA thought of the scene with Gord and a dead deer, just after he's received the advice to "get inside the animals."
Green's ability to direct and write (anything but disgusting material) don't rate with his knack for freaking people out. To call this weird thing misguided is the unterstatement of a lifetime. I don't know how this movie could have been made to play as entertainment for audiences who aren't totally in love with Green's offbeat persona. For a casual fan, it just looks like the weirdest movie in a long time. And I saw Pootie Tang.
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