Year: 2010
Genre: Comedy, Garbage
Country: United States
Language: English
Stars: Patrick Cavanaugh, Alex Mauriello, Brian Guest, Cameron Goodman, Phil Morris, Pauly Shore, Leslie Nielsen
Eye candy: Goodman 
, Mauriello 
Director: Bill Corcoran
Run time: 94 minutes
DVD distributor: Alliance Films
I often find the least funny people to be very funny. Especially when those powerfully unfunny people think that they are funny. When unfunny people tell unfunny jokes, then laugh uproariously at their own material, I can’t help but find it hilarious myself. There’s just something so fantastically lame about it that it makes me laugh.
And if Stonerville were just a movie made by really unfunny people attempting to do comedy, it might work on that ironic (and admittedly very narrow) level. But it doesn’t even do that. You see, for me to laugh at a failed joke means that I have to understand what the joke was supposed to have been, or at the very least I have to recognize that a joke has been told.
And THAT is the big problem with Stonerville. I didn’t laugh once, and only a few times was I aware that what they were doing was supposed to be comedy. The rest of the time, I was bombarded with non-sequitor skits about poker tournaments and commercials for fart-deflection products. I figured they were supposed to be comedy pieces, but without any context or maybe a laugh track, I couldn’t for the life of me understand why they were supposed to be funny.
A little later, I discovered that these non-sequitor bits were the internet videos being made by the main character, Slam. And Slam’s girlfriend, and the hot new girl he meets, and everyone on the street seems to have seen these videos and they are SO FUNNY! He gets 11 million hits per video on MeSpaceTube! Hahahaha! But…I’ve seen them. And they are SO NOT FUNNY! And they wouldn’t get eleven hits, let alone eleven million. Because they are terrible, just like the rest of the movie.
The worst thing about the film is not the fact that Pauly Shore appears every so often as a poker commentator. This film is actually below par for a Pauly Shore vehicle, and deserves only a cameo appearance by the erstwhile Worst Actor Alive. No, the sad thing is that THIS piece of shit is the great Leslie Nielsen’s last movie ever. Now, nothing Nielsen has made in the past ten years has come close to Airplane or the Naked Gun movies. Superhero Movie? Slap Shot 3? Come on.
But it would have been nice if Nielsen hadn’t gone out with such a spectacularly putrid effort. We all know Paul McCartney’s final album won’t be Abbey Road or Band On The Run. But we hope it won’t be an affront to the entire art of music. And Stonerville is an affront to everyone who has ever put even a modicum of effort into a film.