Aristocrats, The

Aristocrats, The

For a film about the dirtiest joke ever told, a secret comedianís code revealed by some of the funniest men and women on the planet, The Aristocrats is only occasionally amusing. I guess you might expect that since youíre really just hearing the same joke again and again.

The joke itself is pretty lame. A family enters the office of a talent agent, perform a usually disgusting act, and then announce their show name: The Aristocrats. Gettit? The real comedy is in the middle bit, where comedians get to stretch their creative legs and show their individuality (and love of profanity and the vulgar) by riffing away. No holds barred. Nothing taboo. The more shocking the better. The problem is most of them end up sounding pretty much the same, a little something like this:

A family goes into the office of a talent agent. They tell him "Boy, do we have a show for you!" The agent asks them to perform it for him. SoÖthe dad pulls out his cock and starts fucking his daughter in the ear while the mother starts shitting in her sonís mouth. They all fuck each other and shit on each other and cum on each other and piss on each other and bleed out of every orifice and then they roll around in the filth and lick it up and fuck some more and then fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck in each otherís arse pussy cunt cock penis dick snatch until they are exhausted - and then the family dog/grandpa/grandma/not-yet-born-foetus comes out and fucks them all one more time while everyone fists themselves in the arse and eats their own cum. Ta-Da! The agent is stunned. "What do you call yourselves?" he asks after a while. "The Aristocrats!"

If you loved that, and could easily spend another hour laughing at incest fisting jokes then this is the film for you. There really is only a few that made me laugh, and another few Ďcleverí (read: interesting but not funny) dissections of the joke, but as much as itís a fucking interesting and ballsy idea for a film, with all the talent on offer itís a massive let-down. Plus, the MTV Punkíd trick of flicking constantly between two or three close-up shots of a subject gets really fucking annoying after about a minute and, it must be said, did not get me in a laughing mood.