by DAVID KEYES
There are few who deny that 1998s comedies are probably,
by far, the worst ever made. There are probably fewer who
would deny the fact that almost all the year’s bad movies
Generally speaking, this poor genre has delivered practically
nothing but cheap shots at humor all year. With the exception
of a little movie called There’s Something About Mary,
can you honestly name one of these movies that came out
this year which you would actually consider funny or amusing?
I seriously doubt it.
And the winner for the most pathetic comedy of the year
is A Night At The Roxbury. This putrid, self-absorbed
garbage is so detestable that it’s the type of movie where
you’d rather sneak in to see it instead of paying a matinee
ticket price. Those who do pay have obviously been tricked
out of their money, and those who manage to sit through
all 81 minutes of it deserve a medal of bravery.
This may be a movie classified as comedy, but it will
likely leave hundreds of people emerging from theaters in
paralyzing disbelief. Surely, most wouldn’t think that movies
could get this bad. Sorry to say they will be proven wrong.
A Night At The Roxbury exceeds all levels of badness
and finds refuge in a place of complete ineptness and boredom.
And you obviously know the story. The movie is based on
the popular Saturday Night Live skit featuring the
infamous Butabi brothers, who are, more or less, the Beavis
And Butthead of the club scene. They get kicked out of clubs,
bounce their heads to bad music, and spend nearly every
second of the film trying to ‘hook up’ with women who have
no interest in them. Instead of getting involved with losers
like this, the women learn to stay away from them at all
costs. After all, they are so stupid and pathetic that they
make Beavis And Butthead look like rhode scholars. Perverted,
stupid, annoying, foolish, unfunny--you name it, they’re
Now having characters like this in movies is not always
a good idea, but sometimes, they can be funny. However,
when they slip past the procedure of attempting to be funny
and turn out to be downright annoying, the result does not
come out smelling like daises. These Butabi brothers are
just as dumb as their name, and since the movie is, sadly,
completely based on them, everything is a downright rip-off.
But there’s more problems than meets the eye. For a second,
ponder to yourself the definition of a ‘skit.’ Mine would
be along the lines of this: "a comedy routine lasting anywhere
from five to ten minutes, containing a small story and small
amount of characters to satisfy that amount of time with
elements that cause laughter." I have no doubt in my mind
that this Saturday Night Live skit was funny on television,
but you need decent stories and characters in order to work
on the big screen. The makers of A Night At The Roxbury
apparently think that a skit-size story very little major
characters can support and occupy a two-hour movie very
well. They can’t. I seriously doubt these directors and
writers knew what they were doing. Unless they got together
and said "Let’s take this story and make a movie as bad
as we can make it," their actions cannot be explained.
And to this observation, take notice that Jim Carrey’s
name in under the writing credits. He may be uncredited
in the movie itself, but, according to several sources,
he was, indeed, involved in the making.
Perhaps he took his name off the film’s credits to save
his career. After all, if you appeared in The Truman
Show this summer, would you want your name on the credits
list for a movie like A Night At The Roxbury? That
would be like putting Pee Wee Herman’s name on the cast
list to Hellraiser.