Pauly Shore Is Dead (2003)

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I went to this movie expecting to witness definitive and documentary evidence that the titular star, former MTV shill, freelance toady and erstwhile least funny man on the planet, had in fact met the end of his mortal coil. The disappointment I felt when I found out that this was not the case was so deep and soul wrenching that it caused thoughts of such intense vehement bitterness to ravage my brain that no Internet carny site on the web would dare publish if I were to properly describe it. In my darkest moments I was persevered by the thought that this emetic onanism fest would cause an ego bubble to expand exponentially in the head of our auteur, leading to an implosive aneurysm that would reduce his frontal lobe to the consistency of tapioca pudding. Sadly, this did not happen. But I still hold out hope that one day he, and everyone associated with this Promethean exercise in shoddy solipsism, would be relegated to doing bit parts in training videos for Popeye’s Chicken. I still believe that there is such a thing as justice in this world.