I never have understood how Rob Schneider ever made it into a second season on Saturday Night Live, and I understand even less how he ever got a part in a film, much less a starring role.
Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo was one of the lamest movies I ever saw part of. I didn't see the whole thing, of course, because I am not a masochist.
Last time Schneider made a bad gigolo film, Patrick Goldstein ripped it in his review, and Schneider made an ass of himself by taking out an ad in the paper and calling out Goldstein for never having made a film himself and never having won a Pulitzer Prize.
Since I, too, am without a Pulitzer Prize or hit film under my belt, (and because I have no intention of wasting an hour and fifteen minutes of valuable lifespan watching it), I will not review Deuce Bigalow, European Gigolo. Instead, I will simply quote for you the last paragraph of Roger Ebert's scathing review:
Schneider is correct, and Patrick Goldstein has not yet won a Pulitzer Prize. Therefore, Goldstein is not qualified to complain that Columbia financed "Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo" while passing on the opportunity to participate in "Million Dollar Baby," "Ray," "The Aviator," "Sideways" and "Finding Neverland." As chance would have it, I have won the Pulitzer Prize, and so I am qualified. Speaking in my official capacity as a Pulitzer Prize winner, Mr. Schneider, your movie sucks.
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