A Major Disappointment

It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

This is leftover from Jackass Number Two. Preston Lacy as King Kong on port-a-potties looks great and imaginative. I wish they put cameras on the planes to get more of an action sequence. The guys also sometimes comment after the stunts which give it a behind-the-scene feel. The stunts are all Jackass style. For fans of Johnny Knoxville and the boys, this is right up their backdoor alley. For me, it gets a bit repetitive and the guys explaining their scenes is not that compelling. I think some have suggested this would be better as a DVD extra. This is more like enough material for a half of a Jackass movie. The cannibalistic Indian tribe is kind of interesting but these guys are not the ones to try to explain their society.

I watched this with my nine-year-old son and fast-forwarded through the overtly sexual stuff, so I missed some of this scatological hodgepodge. But it was obvious this film is for none but the Jackass crew's hardest-core fans.A lot of the stunts were lame -- the fat guy made up as King Kong, the Indian swami on nails, the kitchen shoot-up. As usual with a Jackass production, a great deal of attention is paid to anal matters. Thus the rectal-exam gag. All so very hilarious. I did enjoy the character made up as a sociopathic geezer, very memorable from past Jackass efforts. In a short bit, another player appears as his aged, profane consort; I wished we'd seen more of these two. I wasn't expecting Shakespeare here, and my little guy had fun with this. But it really didn't amount to much.

Okay, at this stage, someone really needs to stop me beating the crap out of Johnny Knoxville for this lame excuse of a polished turd he calls a "movie." Trouble is, he'd enjoy it.Knoxville (the "brains" behind JACKASS) and director Jeff Tremaine (JACKASS: THE MOVIE, JACKASS NUMBER TWO – what a powerful resumé to take to your grave!) pinch off the outtakes from JACKASS NUMBER TWO, add a few boring interviews (like we really need to know how scared Preston was, dressed as a gorilla on top of a porta-potty) and slap together a 64-minute insult to humanity and call it a "movie." I'd remark, "Well, we see why they're outtakes," but seriously, I can't tell the difference. What professorial authority discerned that these particular infantile skits were not mean-spirited, imbecilic and pointless enough to be included in the theatrical vision of NUMBER TWO? What constitutes "watchable" crap from just plain crap?During one of the gags perpetrated by Knoxville and his sadomashochists and roadkill-to-be compatriots, comedian Jeff Ross tags along. Not that Ross himself is one of the foremost comedians of our time, but at least he tells it like it is to Knoxville's face; he couches his critique in humor, of course, but its bite is not lost upon Knoxville, who fake-laughs through it all.Ross: "You guys shoot a movie like a pickup basketball game!" Knoxville: "In the end we got the shots. We can cut it together." Ross: "Yeah, maybe cut it together for some DVD extras!" At that point, Knoxville breaks up in laughter so fake that we know Ross's stinger has actually hurt him far more than any bull goring his thigh. And even the cast know it, as one of them adds, "Ouch!" The previous JACKASS movies actually contained some guilty pleasures, but this moronic assfest is very short on laughs. Some of the lowbrow gags include drinking beer sploshing from the fingernails of an Indian man with six-foot-long nasty growths only nominally considered fingernails; anal-bead kite-flying, lying on a bed of nails with cobras on chest and balls. And here's a real nugget of intelligence: shooting firework rockets in Bam Margera's parent's home, and Bam's mom chastising them like the imbecilic juveniles they are for burning the carpet. Movie-making just doesn't get more compelling!

I have more info on this title but don't know how to edit it, so ill leave it here:Running Time: 64mins, Release: Available Online OnlyFurther Info: Remaining Unused scenes made in production with jackass number two, compiled together by Jeff Tremaine and Johnny Knoxville.Jackassworld.com Info: When all the guys got together to make jackass number two, they filmed more than a movie-they filmed a movie and a half. Maybe even two. The problem was only 90 minutes of the resulting mess could be used in the feature, leaving almost an hour of movie-worthy s*** on the proverbial cutting room floor.Not knowing what to do with all this material, Jeff Tremaine and Johnny Knoxville decidedly set it aside for some undecided future use.For the better part of the year following the release of jackass number two, this cache of unseen footage remained in limbo until someone came up with the idea to film all new interviews with the cast, talking about this excess of never-before-seen pranks, stunts, and random acts of behind-the-scenes mischief and stupidity, and package it into a documentary-like feature called jackass 2.5.Although this isn't necessarily the "new" jackass movie, it's still every bit as unbelievable, dirty, and downright sexy as its predecessors-maybe even more so at points.Sean Cliver