August 7, 2012 |
If you're already familiar with the motorcycle-jumping, car-crashing, body-banging brand of extreme sports marketed and practiced by the team Nitro Circus through its television show, then you might be predisposed to enjoy "Nitro Circus: The Movie 3D. " Though decidedly not for everyone, "Jackass," both the TV series and the movies Johnny Knoxville and his team made, had a sharply wry sense of narrative, showmanship and subversion. By contrast, "Nitro Circus," opening Wednesday, remains firmly planted in the realm of the inarticulate dude-bro, where shirtless men gleefully engage in physical acts of self-inflicted pain without a trace of real self-awareness or understanding.
March 25, 2001
Robin Rauzi writes of "Jackass" host Johnny Knoxville that "even covered in feces, he's raffishly appealing" ("Not Such a Dumb Stunt After All," March 18). What a stunning new standard of beauty. Of course, the morons who make and watch "Jackass" (no show was more aptly named) have no problem tainting the collective conscious of youth culture. A symbol of "teenage rebellion"? Not from a multimillion-dollar corporation like MTV. More a symbol of the burgeoning, self-absorbed, desensitized culture that finds human pain entertaining.
November 12, 2002 |
A 15-year-old boy suffered first-degree burns over his face and upper body when he set himself on fire trying to reenact a stunt from MTV's controversial show "Jackass," police said. The Bellevue teen soaked his shirt in rubbing alcohol and ignited it while his friends filmed footage that they planned to sell, police and media reported.
September 30, 2006
REGARDING the review of "Jackass: Number Two," by Jessica Reaves of the Chicago Tribune ["What Comes After Stupid? Just Gross," Sept. 22]: It bothers me no end to read reviews from one of your sister publications in my hometown newspaper. If I wanted a Chicagoan's perspective, I'd go to the newsstand and pick up a Chi-town rag and read that. That said, what really bothers me was the review itself, apparently written by some queasy intern who was so repulsed by the movie that she had to mention not once but twice how it made her sick to her stomach.
August 5, 2011 |
The combustible elements of "Bellflower" — male aggression, fractured love, one tricked-out muscle car and a homemade flamethrower — get a cinematically confident stirring in writer-director-star Evan Glodell's ambitiously gritty debut feature. With American independent filmmaking all too often a ready punching bag in today's cinéaste culture, this frequently dazzling, eccentric portrait of mutually assured destruction is that most delirious of combos: charmingly funny and emotionally terrifying.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
March 7, 1993
I'm sure you consider it your journalistic duty to publish this large picture of the "youth identified as Ricardo," which glorifies the activities of an illiterate pea-brained jackass. I hope you will follow this up by doing your duty as good citizens and reporting this gangster and his true identity to the authorities. Perhaps this will lead to his apprehension and conviction. In turn, maybe we will luck out and he will be sentenced by an intelligent judge to clean up everything he has tagged, with his tongue.