Me, Myself & Irene

Bomb Rating: 

People starve to death in this world, and (Carrey) makes twenty million dollars per film for mugging like the bozo he seems to be in real life.

What makes this film so impossible to watch is the fact that you can see exactly how the story was designed around the jokes, which is to say that there really isn't a story, just a sequence of staged situations that connect together in a way that allows the Farrelly brothers to stick chickens up people's asses, use midgets, and just generally employ jokes that feel like they were culled from the boys' bathroom at an elementary school.

Yes, that is the Farrelly brothers' modus operandi in a nutshell, and criticizing them for the very thing they thrive on would seem to make little sense. However, unlike "There's Something About Mary" and "Kingpin," the story here is artificial and boring, and that artifice connects a series of jokes that aren't even particularly original or funny.

With "Man on the Moon," and now this film, I feel like a spinning turd in a toilet as I follow Jim Carrey's career. "Me, Myself and Irene" is a sickly version of "The Truman Show" meets "The Cable Guy." Carrey has done each one of these characters before. The fact that they're now in the same movie doesn't change the fact that he's done them before. It does, however, make his schtick seem old and dull. Then again, Robin Williams has been pulling this very stunt on American filmgoers for the past ten years, so I can't exactly fault Carrey for trying.

It's just that Carrey strikes me as an obnoxious, self-righteous ass-grabber. People starve to death in this world, and he makes twenty million dollars per film for mugging like the bozo he seems to be in real life. The Irene in the film is Renee Zellweger, and apparently she fell in love with Carrey while filming this dungheap. Of course, this has now become some sort of marketing tool -- see this movie, the stars fell in love! That only confirms for me that they weren't paying attention to what they were supposed to be doing -- acting.

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