Dirty Love

Whoever wrote the comments above must be associated with the film. This movie is abysmal - I just watched Ebert & Roeper crucify it - and they are right - special mention goes to Carmen Electra's horrendous acting- Jenny's husband directs the film - neither has any talent. This is a train-wreck that's not even fun to watch. Ugh. If the person who already reviewed the movie recommended it as a film to see at Sundance, when there are so many good films at that festival, his/her friends must hate them now. Avoid at all costs. The acting is horrible, the writing is awful, the camera work sucks - this is one of the worst movies ever! It's depressing that this got made when there are so many talented actors/writers/directors out there who can't get their films made. One hopes this will be the last time we have to see a Jenny McCarthy movie.

i cant even begin to describe how bad this movie is. its so bad, its almost laughable, but then it descends into some truly horrible moments and instead of laughing you cringe. the supermarket scene was one. but its so much worse than that, its literally every moment where she thinks she is being funny. knowing that she thinks that she is funny makes watching this even worse. she never should have left MTV. here i am trying to write a review for a terrible movie and i need 10 lines. its so bad i cant even fill up the required text limit. OK think of this. think of a movie about a hot blonde with a great body, but instead of a woman being in it, its a really your stupid kid brother that like fart jokes and toe cheese. horrible horrible horrible horrible.

Dirty Love is truly the worst film I have seen so far in my 27 years on this planet.

Everyone involved in the creative process of the film should never be allowed to work in the industry ever again. I feel as if I have been robbed of 90 minutes of my life. I sat through the whole film on the odd chance that it might get better but unfortunately it just got worse. I did laugh at several points throughout the movie, but these were at the quality of the acting or the stupidity of the storyline.

Given the choice of either a repeat viewing or having my fingernails slowly ripped off, one by one,without painkillers whist listening to Kenny G, I would choose the latter.

this movie was horrible. Who the hell is Jenny McCarthy to mock Woody Allen, in a comedy no less? Lewd jokes, which, are not really jokes at all, and crass sight gags, do automatically make something funny. The Farrelly Brothers use this kind of comedy well because hidden within the toilet humor is some form of wit or intelligence. These jokes, which, are thrown at us relentlessly, are devoid of any true comedy, relying on shock-value and funny faces to makes us laugh(which they don't. The over-acting compounds this; the constant "funny" hysterical crying of McCarthy(she obviously thinks she's a comic genius, which, only further irritates the viewer,) the ghetto shtick of Carmen Electra (she was better than i expected) and the airhead-Hollywood-stereotype of the other best friend; all of it tires after five minutes. It is not that I think this type of comedy is always awful; it's just awful in the hands of a lazy writer like McCarthy. In all, a very unfunny, boring movie.

This unbelievably awful film was awarded the Razzie Award for the worst movie of 2005, and it's awfully hard to disagree with the decision. It is a shameless monument to McCarthy's ego, as her badly written screenplay is designed exclusively to provide a showcase for her tiresome brand of toilet humor and self indulgent mugging that makes Jerry Lewis look restrained by comparison.

But as bad as McCarthy's script and performance are, she isn't helped by then-husband John Mallory Asher's heavy-handed direction or Eric Wycoff's brutal cinematography, with unforgivingly harsh lighting that shows off every imperfection in the actors' faces and robs McCarthy and Carmen Electra their usual saving grace as eye candy.

The most remarkable scene was McCarthy at a grocery store buying tampons when her period kicks in. She starts running through the store leaving a dripping trail of menstrual fluid, which ultimately becomes a massive pond of the stuff that she slips in and is finally covered by. It wasn't the least bit funny and quite sickeningly tasteless.

The cast is uniformly awful, with the lone exception of Eddie Kaye Thomas as the plain fellow who is devoted to McCarthy. He steals the film with the sole characterization that doesn't descend into cartoonish self indulgence. Of course with a movie like "Dirty Love," that can be considered petty theft.

But the price of admission was worth the DVD audio commentary by McCarthy and Asher (who comes off as a clueless fool who was a periphery character on the set), one of the most outlandish displays of narcissism and self-delusion I was ever witnessed. They were constantly congratulating themselves on their own brilliance, and oblivious to the fact that the movie was a god-awful mess. The funniest part was three minutes before the film ended, McCarthy announced that she had another appointment and actually walked out of the taping to let her husband finish up! He had nothing to say except to reiterate how brilliant Jenny was, a conclusion that the vast majority of viewers of "Dirty Love" will disagree with.