Dude, Where’s My Car? (2000)
Dude, Where’s My Car? was the absolute favourite movie of one of my ex-girlfriend’s. Oh, how she would laugh when she watched it. The problem however is that Dude, Where’s My Car? is an absolutely terrible movie – the kind of terrible that makes a guy re-evaluate his relationship choices. In fact, this movie may very well be the reason she is my ex-girlfriend*. It’s that bad.
My ex-girlfriend would laugh so much when she was watching this movie – which she watched more often than I would care to admit – that I began to wonder if I just didn’t know a good joke when I heard one. Then again, I had introduced her to Laurel and Hardy, and she repaid me by giving me Ashton Kutcher, so it seems I got the short end of that particular stick. She knew I hated it, so perhaps this was just an innovative approach to get me to leave her.
I was in my early twenties when I was introduced to this abomination, which is probably the target age group for all of the toilet gags and lewd humour on display, but even at that infantile age I had higher comedic standards. Dude, Where’s My Car? is just a lazy movie that is more tragedy than comedy.
*Not the reason she is my ex-girlfriend.