What a Jackass

This afternoon, we finally went to the movies -- something we had not done in I don't know how many weeks. This past Summer didn't offer much to tempt us, but now, with the awards season approaching, more films are being released that we do want to see.

But that isn't what we chose today.

We were two of the few people to catch a matinée screening of Jackass 3-D, the third installment of Johnny Knoxville and the crew creating and participating in some dangerous and stupid stunts -- like allowing oneself to be attacked by a trained security dog, or strapping oneself into a filled Port-O-Potty and catapulting it into the air, or using someone's body sweat for -- ugh, I'm gagging just thinking about that one. It's silly fun, perfect to get your mind off NaNoWriMo or anything else that might have you down.

I'm not sure what it is about watching others do stupid things that seems to perk up your spirits. But throughout the film, the entire audience -- all seven of us -- cheered, jeered, gagged, cringed, groaned and laughed our heads off.

And I must say that this has to be one of the gayest straight films either of us has ever seen. More penises flew freely about than I thought possible. At least in something without any out gay men involved.

AS for the 3-D -- not really necessary for this film. Other than the opening and closing credits, the 3-D was nothing to speak of and only muted the overall picture. But hey, 3-D seems to be the "in" thing right now.

Image from Movie Trailer Addict.