Where to begin on how this is the worst movie in recent memory. The script basically consists of rotating between balls and the F-bomb. Throw in ninety minutes of reverse racism and Abra Cadabra, you have a modern Hollywood film. How genius that you don't even have to write a plot or make people laugh at your pathetic jokes. If you huff paint, if you eat paint chips, or if you are one of these fifty year old children still rebelling against your parents, this movie would be ideal for you. If toilet humor showcased by a handful of two bit actors is how you want to portray your culture. Well then, best of luck.
Review of Joy Ride
