By Dwayne Hoover
In the second coming of his sex worker saga, America's favorite man-whore Deuce Bigalow (Rob Schneider) gets out of town after nearly drowning a group of blind swimmers. Fleeing to Amsterdam, he reunites with his former pimp T.J. Hicks (Eddie Griffin) who's living large in the Pimp of the Sea, a tricked-out hydraulic houseboat. T.J. shows Deuce two reasons to go Dutch: legal weed and legal prostitution. Both vices make the continental party capital the perfect place for the Man-Whore Union, an academy that trains wanna-be Casanovas. Recently, however, the business has gone south (and not merely to please a woman). A man-whore killer has been knocking off Europe's most-skilled male sluts. When T.J. is blamed for the murder spree, Deuce has to convince Detective Gaspar Voorsboch (Jeroen Krabbé) and his smoking-hot, obsessive-compulsive daughter Eva Voorsboch (Hanna Verboom) that his friend isn't knocking off his competition. Making the ultimate sacrifice, Deuce returns to the gigolo game to discover if the killer could be a client of one of the dead he-whores.
Crammed with more scatalogical humor and drug references than Sam Kinison's act, Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo is a summer flick that stands up well beside any of Adam Sandler's slapstick. Schneider's average-guy routine helps buoy the raunchy comedy, especially when he plays it straight escorting an increasingly twisted series of freaks and shut-ins. Events around the Man-Whore Union are hilarious, especially during Norm Macdonald's cameo as a disgruntled Scotsman handling vagina vocational training. You may not leave the movie knowing how to use its menagerie of multicultural sex moves (e.g. the Irish Facial, the Hungarian Reach-Around), but Schneider's international house of pratfalls proves hilariously tasteless.
photos: Dinand Van Der Wal/Columbia Pictures |
