By Andrea Baylis
I really kind of hate myself for liking a Jenny McCarthy movie.
A coworker loaned me a copy of this movie and I was reluctant to watch. As soon as the dreaded words Jenny McCarthy were uttered, I squished up my nose and thought, ‘No effing way.’ She’s the annoying large-breasted cackling blonde gal who bebopped and shimmied and screamed her way into my life on that horrible, horrible MTV dating show from so long ago. If you are over 30, you what I’m saying: Singled Out. It sucked of the highest magnitude. The male host, Johnny O’Toolbox, was equally annoying but in a general douchebaggy way and less in the noted McCarthy obnoxiousness.
Cut to a few years later. Jenny got married, had a baby, got divorced and is now happily dating Jim Carrey. Go figure on that one. Call it aging with maturity or just a lack of stimulants pulsing through her veins, but McCarthy is now a somewhat stable, normal human being.
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Dirty Love was written by McCarthy and it’s actually quite funny. This is the story of a jilted woman. Rebecca, the main character, is essentially down-and-out in the first scene of the movie. She’s in hysterics stammering down Hollywood Blvd. crying over her boo who got busted banging some nameless faceless skank. With her heels pointed to Jesus, ol’ girl gets it real good. (The ‘slapping’ audio portion in this scene is um, realistic and hilarious).
Following a period of self-pity, Rebecca opts for revenge. To make the ex-boyfriend jealous, she decides that she will be conveniently seen by him with new romanticdudes only to predictively fail. It is in her failings where the humor plays the best. With her two best friends in tow, Rebecca does her best to make the ex’s life hell. In a bit of a cycle of life/kismet scenario, one of the best friends is played by Carmen Electra, Jenny’s replacement on Singled Out. Electra’s character is a super ghetto-fied L.A. waxer with a mean-ass weave and ‘don’t play me, fool’ attitude. She’s hilarious and oddly does the gangsta thing really well.
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Without revealing too much about the specific scene, there is one bit that will make every adult woman belly laugh and cringe while single-handedly making every man quiver. The scene is graphic and horrifying and something everyone woman fears. Ok, the license on this bit is extreme but it’s almost pee your pants funny. Overall McCarthy is really adept at physical comedy and, in this scene in particular, she’s literally all over the place and it’s 35 kinds of awesome. And even though she deserved it, you’ll feel a bit sorry for the grocery store cashier. Maxi-pads will never look the same.
So, after Rebecca’s quest in seeking revenge, she gives it up only to find an unsurprising, bland, but cute enough pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. There is no plot twist or great mystery at the end here nor is there a pile of whodunnits and confusion. Dirty Love is a no-brainer in title and in reality. If you play your cards right, you could have some tonight.
I suppose Dirty Love could be classified as a chick-flick but not in the Steel Magnolias/Pretty Woman kind of way. Nobody dies, no hookers get ‘saved’ and there isn’t a secret multigenerational matriarchal society passing down a dirty talking sock. Guys might not like this movie because it could be seen as a typical ‘revenge’ plot. So ladies, justremind your boyfriends that Jenny McCarthy is in it and that she is blonde and has big boobs. They don’t have to listen to the dialogue, they can just watch her bounce around. Boobs are always easy selling points in getting your man to watch.
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