I went to see The Ringer because I thought I’d enjoy watching Johnny Knoxville scoring some cheap laughs off the mentally handicapped, but as it turned out the retards ended up being much funnier than him. Seriously, how badly do you have to suck to get upstaged by somebody with Downs Syndrome? In the film Knoxville pretends to be handicapped in order to win the special Olympics and raise some cash, along the way he discovers a deep respect for handicapped athletes and an even deeper respect for Katherine Heigl’s ass. Ultimately, this film is nothing more than a shitty, by the numbers romantic comedy, with cripples (which at least makes a nice change from Hugh Fucking Grant), but The Ringer did teach me two things: 1) Spastics are people too, and 2) Johnny Knoxville should have stuck to making Jackass. Sure, falling off skateboards and letting people throw things at his nuts must have been painful, but not as painful as his acting career.
Score: 3/10 (Two bonus points awarded because even though it’s a terrible film, handicapped people are just naturally funny).
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