Urine? Check. Feces? Check. Vomit? Check. Semen? Check. Mucus? Check. Snot? Check. All of the primary bodily fluids are covered in Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo, and I have a strong feeling that the screenwriters and director Mike Bigelow had a similar list handy at all times during the production. European Gigolo swings for the fences of gross-out humor, and just when you think they couldn’t top snot and wine pouring out of a cancer patient’s neck (she has a voice box, hence a hole in her neck), it does via a woman with a penis for nose. Guess what comes out when she sneezes.
If you’re still reading, I’ll go ahead and assume you saw the original adventure, Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo. In fact, chances are that you did since that film took in an unlikely $65.5 million on an $18 million budget. European Gigolo is more of the same: Women, some attractive at first glance, with freakish looks and/or habits, too many slang terms for male prostitutes to count, and a constant barrage of disgusting humor that may make even the most seasoned of gross-out comedy moviegoers squirm in their seat and lose their appetite, particularly if they’re eating one of those delicious theater hot dogs.
Since the original film, Deuce (Schneider) has lost his wife, Kate, to the jaws of a shark while swimming in Mexico. He carries her prosthetic leg around with him and speaks to it. This is not a man in good shape. His good buddy, pimp T.J. (Griffin), has since moved to Amsterdam and is running a struggling “he-bitch” service in the virtually lawless land. But it’s not all it’s cut out to be in Amsterdam, as a gigolo killer is on the loose. T.J. is wrongly framed as the serial killer, and Deuce must travel to Amsterdam to clear his name.
While there Deuce meets Eva (Verboom), an obsessive compulsive woman who hits herself in the head a lot. Just like with Kate, Deuce is willing to throw her habits to the wind and try to love her. I have a hunch it’s just because she’s hot. Throw in an alliance of male whores, a cameo by a startlingly overweight Norm McDonald, plenty of anti-American diatribes, and you’ve got everything covered.
I’ll freely admit that I have rarely been amused by any of Rob Schneider’s films. The man only gets gigs because he’s a pro at riding Adam Sandler’s coattails, and it should come to no surprise to anyone that Sandler’s Happy/Madison Productions produced this film. He has a hint of comic timing, but his attempts at reactionary and slapstick humor fall flat regularly. I enjoyed him in the original Bigalow film, but just like that film, he is completely upstaged and owned by Eddie Griffin. Griffin gets at least one laugh every time he is on screen, and luckily for us he gets about as much time as Deuce himself. Griffin carries the film and brings even the weakest material up a notch. Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty in this film that is embarrassingly unfunny and done to death. But, the gags keep chugging along and the film tries and succeeds enough to win me over.
Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo is nothing more than a late summer gross-out fest that will satisfy those with a very politically incorrect sense of humor. If you’ve seen the first film, you know what you’re getting into here. Call me immoral, call me insensitive, call me lewd, but I laughed.
Studio: Columbia Pictures
Length: 83 Minutes
Rating: R for pervasive strong crude and sexual humor, language, nudity and drug content.
Theatrical Release: August 12, 2005
Directed by: Mike Bigelow
Written by: Rob Schneider & David Garrett & Jason Ward. Characters created by Schneider & Harris Goldberg.
Cast: Rob Schneider, Eddie Griffin, Jeroen Krabbe, Hanna Verboom, Til Schweiger, Kostas Sommer