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Dirty Love is without any doubt one of the worst things I have ever seen, period. Rebecca Sommers (Jenny McCarthy) discovers her boyfriend having an affair and her life falls apart. Fearing for her ticking biological clock, Rebecca asks her friends Carrie (Kam Heskin) and Michelle (Carmen Electra) her problem and they hook her up with various dates, including a geeky film director, an ecstasy-ridden fish fetishist and a self-centered magician. As I said before, I hated this movie more than any movie in the four weeks I’ve been watching these Razzie winners. I hated it because the main character was annoying, stupid, and unlikable, the Los Angeles stereotypes were horrifically dreadful (especially Electra’s offensive blackface ratchet voice), the direction and editing were beyond atrociously incompetent and lazy, the cinematography makes a lesser community college student’s film project look Oscar-worthy, and the pre-adolescent gross-out humor comes off as unpleasant. I was also personally offended at the end when Rebecca turned down a kiss from John (Eddie Kay Thomas) after he purchased a new set of camera equipment for her future career. The man practiced hard and long to confess his love for her, punched her ex in the face, and even sold one of his collector’s guitars to buy all this expensive stuff and this dumbass broad still sees no spark in him. That’s not asking for consent, that’s selfishly asking him to back off because she’s still “not ready”. Dirty Love is beyond a nightmare everyone thinks a chick flick or romantic comedy is. It’s a divorce settlement and breakup solution for all couples who hate their spouses or dates.
(1/2 Giant Plate of Ice Cream Sundae out of 5)
