December 10, 2008
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Take your money.
Around 30 minutes into the questionably monikered Dooty Brothers' half-assed 2006 urban mockumentary Jigga Jones, yours truly developed the sort of skull-splitting headache one generally associates with a head-on collision between a dump truck and a power scooter. To be perfectly honest, I'm not certain if it was Jiggaboo Jones' neverending stream of expletives, the man's penchant for incoherent rambling, or the overall lack of quality that induced this most heinous cranial painage. What I am sure of, however, is that watching this particular pelicula is not unlike listening to your demented grandfather crudely wax intellectual about the price of electric toothpicks in Zimbabwe. The film is split into a series of overlong skits revolving around the titular character's criminal activities, a curriculum which includes the creation and implementation of makeshift weaponry, car jacking white folks in the drive-thru at McDonald's, and, last but not least, copious consumption of alcoholic beverages whilst displaying a large collection of illegal firearms. I'm sure somebody out there will get this, though I'm almost positive said individuals are currently suffering from multiple drug addictions. Jigga Jones is to African-Americans as Larry the Cable Guy is to Caucasians. Feel free to skip it.
Recipe For Disaster: One Terribly Unfunny Shtick + Dangerous Levels Of Incoherency + ICP Fans Will Probably Love It
All About The Demographics: Maybe I didn't find this flick funny because I am a lame white nerd from Kentucky.
Or maybe it's because I just ran out of activator.
1 Spasms:
hahaha ~ nice review!
I will indeed feel free to skip this one! :-)
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