30 June 2000 | fagone
Poop! Cubing each consonant and vowel in every curse word known to man could never convey the truly execrable experience of watching this movie. My friend and I had to check the IMDB to convince us that we did not, in fact, hallucinate it. Seriously, folks -- it's that bad. Even the anal-injection scene didn't save it, nor did Gene Wilder's witty frying pantheon bit. Perhaps this is a bit unfair -- Wilder is, we hear, the Jerry Lewis of Sweden. Those Swedes just love him; maybe we're missing something. In Sweden, the government funds gigantic outdoors viewings of all six episodes of "Something Wilder." In Sweden, we hear, these events are public holidays. So maybe there's something to it -- we just don't know.