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Gordy (Tom Green) is an animation legend. In his own basement. Or, to be precise, his parents’ basement. Gordy’s father, Jim (Rip Torn), is less than impressed with his son’s doodling exploits and wants him employed and out of the house. In fact, Jim is so pleased when Gordy announces that he is leaving to get a steady job in a Hollywood cheese factory that he buys him a convertible to hasten the journey. Gordy, however, is secretly planning to peddle his drawings and a lack of success soon lands him back in his parents’ basement. It seems that Gordy might have to abandon his dreams for good unless the encouragement of his budding romance with wheelchair-bound Betty (Marisa Coughlan) can outweigh the all out war that is developing with his father.

“This film sets out to shock. And shock it does. I’m aghast, appalled and astonished that anyone allowed a vat of puerile, putrified farce posing as a screenplay to become the abomination that is this eighty-odd minute waste of celluloid. Tom Green and I may share a surname, but we do not share a sense of humour. He seems to be suffering from the delusion that because ‘new’ is considered a cinematic desideratum, anything new will do. Can’t say I’ve ever seen a bloke jerk off an elephant before; can’t say I’m edified to have now had the pleasure. Although a shower of pachyderm semen does seem more inviting than immersion in Green’s creative masturbation: a series of gross-out sequences that P.T. Barnum would have been ashamed to peddle. I’ve observed sharper wit on the Footy Show, on the subject of which, and in case you’re wondering, the title does indeed refer to the syndrome ‘Roving-digitus Hopoatis’, and it is the viewer who is left feeling like the victim. Green is oblivious to the fact that outrageousness is most effective in a context that generally engages the audience. I do think he has a comic talent as a performer, and got a chuckle from his over-the-top lunacy in Road Trip. But that film wrapped its teen-oriented silliness in narrative, punchlines and absurd but entertaining characterisation. Green’s directorial and writing debut ignores such indulgences completely. Useful only as a calibration mark for absolute zero on the scale of comedic sophistication, I would have to advise that any who prefer their humour to include a pinch of intelligence give this one a wide berth. Fifty elephantine erections at the very least.”
Brad Green

“The jury’s still out on whether Canadian comedian Tom Green is the new Andy Kaufmann or just a dork with a sick sense of humour. On the evidence of Freddy Got Fingered, I’d have to cast my vote for dork. This series of off-colour jokes and mindless situations may well be as complete a waste of time as a film can get. OK – it does have some pretty good music, so it’s not a complete waste of time, but it does come close. There’s no real story to speak of, the jokes are repetitive at best and just plain stupid at worst. It seems Green’s only motivation with this film (as with his TV show) is to offend as many people as possible. Don’t get me wrong, offending people has its place; but I have strong doubts whether it’s in pursuit of undergraduate giggles. Green deserves points for having the courage to put his vision on screen; the problem is that vision comes off as empty and puerile. The film’s basic scenario (repeated ad nauseam) sees Gord and Jim baiting each other, performing some offence, and then yelling at each other. In the face of this, Green’s often disgusting acts involving animals seem like comic relief. The film is (expectedly) dominated by Green, who appears in just about every scene. His manic style is interesting for about 10 minutes, but soon degenerates to be simply annoying. There are two telling moments in Freddy Got Fingered. The first involves a TV producer advising Green that in his work “there’s nothing happening”. The second comes in a crowd scene near the end, when someone holds up a placard saying ‘When the f*ck is this movie going to end?’ My sentiments exactly.”
David Edwards

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CAST: Tom Green, Rip Torn, Harland Williams, Stephen Tobolowsky

PRODUCERS: Larry Brezner, Howard Lapides, Lauren Lloyd


SCRIPT: Tom Green, Derek Harvie


EDITOR: Jacqueline Cambas


RUNNING TIME: 87 minutes



VIDEO DISTRIBUTOR: Fox Home Entertainment

VIDEO RELEASE: January 4, 2002 (rental); May 8, 2002 (sell-thru)

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