Freddy Got Fingered
A young man in his late twenties infuriates his father by refusing to move out of the house and get a job (like his younger brother Freddy), provoking an all out war between father and son.
In a way, we have “There’s Something About Mary” to thank for this pustules attempt at entertainment. It opened the door for every filmmaker who ever did a video for MTV to tackle toilet humor with abandon. I can only assume that the shock value of flatulence jokes and the dehumanization of fellow beings masquerades as humor to these “artists.” ****** While Ben Stiller has become this genre’s court jester, Tom Green is campaigning for its king. In “Road Trip,” he stuffs a mouse into his mouth. On MTV, he eats live worms. In “Freddy,” he sucks on a goat’s udder. Now, this guy’s either really, really hungry, or he knows that a certain audience will return to each new appearance, speculating as to what he will do to top himself.****** But strip away this performer’s audaciousness and seemingly gag reflex-resistant constitution, and you find a humorist with all the comedic prowess of Pauly Shore. Green began his TV career accosting unsuspecting souls on the street with his confrontational, in-your-face, nonsensical interviews designed to embarrass and outrage the victim. He’s even been known to place dog excrement on the microphone.****** In his films, bizarre situations such as molesting a stallion rule the day. He’s not about making you laugh, but about shocking you. And there is no subject he won’t use as comic fare, including the false accusation of the molestation of one’s own children.****** “Freddy Got Fingered” is aimed at that demographic that hates authority and rebels at anything an older generation finds conventional. But most of his audience is under age and supposedly unable to attend an R-rated movie. So how are they going to get into the movie? In a recent interview, co-writer Derek Harvie said, “They can sneak in.” He then proceeded to suggest how to do it.****** Calling this film despicable, repellant or disturbing will most likely warn off my readers. But, evidently, Tom Green devotees find those words lightning rods. That’s assuming they can read. If your children insist that Green is cool, I can only suggest putting them up for adoption and beginning again.****** As for this reviewer, this was my first Tom Green movie. It was also my last. I’d rather show people to their stools at the Orange Julius.