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no matter what i did she never returned the feelings, it was a bad loveby TDirty Love is a 2005 film written by and starring Jenny McCarthy and directed by John Mallory Asher. At the time of filming McCarthy and Asher were married; they divorced the month the film was released. The film heavily plays off McCarthy's reputation for toilet humor.The film was a Box office bomb , making only $36,016 worldwide.Rebecca (Jenny McCarthy), a struggling photographer, finds her model boyfriend Richard (Victor Webster) in bed with another woman. He also destroys all of her camera equipment. Her life falls apart, and she alternates between desire for revenge upon him, sexual promiscuity and abandonment of all hope of love.Her best friends, Michelle (Carmen Electra) and Carrie (Kam Heskin), try to set her up on dates. These include one with a freakish magician (Guillermo Díaz) and another with a man who gives her ecstasy and has a fetish for fish. She attempts to make Richard jealous by taking a director, who is reminiscent of Woody Allen, to a runway show, but he ends up vomiting on her breasts in front of everyone.Ultimately Rebecca realizes she should focus her energy on being with someone who truly loves her, and that turns out to be John (Eddie Kaye Thomas), her nerdy but caring best male friend who has been supportive of her through the entire ordeal.Jenny McCarthy as Rebecca SommersEddie Kaye Thomas as JohnCarmen Electra as Michelle López Victor Webster as Richard Kam Heskin as Carrie Carson Deryck Whibley as Tony Steve Jocz as Steve The Drummer Kathy Griffin as Madame Belly David O'Donnell as Jake Lochlyn Munro as Kevin Jessica Collins as Mandy Sum 41 as Themselves Critical Response Dirty Love received widely negative reviews. It currently holds a 4% "Rotten" rating on the review aggregator website Rotten Tomatoes, which is based on 28 reviews that are summarized thus, "The laugh-free Dirty Love is a comedy dead zone — it's aggressively crude and shoddily constructed." Film critic Roger Ebert gave the movie a rare "zero star" rating and claimed it to be the third worst movie of 2005. In his written review of the film, he stated, "Here is a film so pitiful, it doesn't rise to the level of badness. It is hopelessly incompetent."Awards Dirty Love won four Golden Raspberry Awards (Razzies): Worst Picture; Worst Director (John Asher); Worst Actress (Jenny McCarthy), and Worst Screenplay (written by McCarthy). It was also nominated for Worst Supporting Actress (Carmen Electra) and Worst Screen Couple, (Jenny McCarthy "& ANYONE Dumb Enough to Befriend or Date Her").The film features Sum 41 as a guest artist, and they perform "No Reason", the main song on the soundtrack.4When two people are meant for each other. No matter how much they both will deny it, everyone else around them sees it.If folklorists are to be believed, the postnuptial tradition obliging the bridegroom to carry his bride over the threshold of their first home has less to do with ensuring the couple’s good luck and more to do with maintaining the bride’s good name. Apparently the custom spread from ancient Rome throughout medieval Europe as a politically fraught pantomime of chastity’s death at the marriage altar: The new wife, presumably reluctant to relinquish her virginity, had to be physically transported into her new matrimonial setting by her impatient husband.Enlarge This Image Kevin Harkins Andre Dubus III DIRTY LOVE By Andre Dubus III 292 pp. W. W. Norton & Company. $25.95. And so a gesture cherished by millions for its sweetness and frivolity is revealed to have roots in a darker pageantry. Assuming we’re sticking with the original symbology, newlyweds who cross the threshold in this manner aren’t simply walking into a new house, or even into a new social or familial arrangement. They’re also walking into an incredibly daunting meshwork of married-folk dialectics: conquest and submission, selfhood and union, lust and shame, rejoicing and regret. Congratulations, you two. Today is the first day of the rest of your disorientation. In “Dirty Love,” the new and staggeringly good collection of four not-quite-novella-length stories by Andre Dubus III, we’re presented with characters so disoriented by love they honestly can’t tell whether they’re looking for a way into or a way out of it. Every one of them is standing in a doorway, eyeing that threshold with trepidation. A lonely, overweight woman who had resigned herself to a solitary life glides into a lavish New Year’s Eve party on the arm of a man whose devotion she first finds astounding, then unnerving. A husband takes note of how long it’s been since he last walked through the front door of his own house, which he bitterly vacated upon learning of his long-neglected wife’s affair. A philandering bartender who has no business entering the hospital room of someone he has grievously wronged is driven, by an epiphany, to do so anyway. A troubled high school dropout contemplates slipping out the back door from the only safe haven she can claim, the ghost-haunted home of her recently widowed great-uncle, and into a future she has constructed primarily from text messages and Skype sessions. Each of them is caught between desperately wanting to believe in love’s heady promise and — just as desperately — wanting to escape its awesome gravity. In “The Bartender,” a newly married man named Robert careens between these two poles over the course of mere minutes. Shortly after he finishes scrubbing off the scent of an adulterous tryst at his bathroom sink, his chest begins to constrict at the thought of being found out by his pregnant wife, and of her walking out on him. But he’s surprised when the horrible image gives way to a muted sense of relief, suggesting as it does “a reprieve from husbandhood and fatherhood and all of their weight.” Robert’s promises to himself and others are as false and calculating as the sensitive-poet persona he projects to get women into bed, but he’s self-aware enough to know that there’s a better way to live, and that he could live that way if he just made the effort. Later, after deceiving his lover, he berates himself: “He didn’t like lying to Jackie; he should not lie to at least somebody.” Dubus is in his mid-50s now, but his self-assured, no-nonsense prose has had an undeniably old-school vibe going back all the way to his best-selling 1999 novel, “House of Sand and Fog.” Reading these stories is like visiting a classic steakhouse where the coolly professional waiters don’t hold your cultivated taste for high-concept haute cuisine against you, but rather decide to remind you what you’ve been missing by giving you one of the best dining experiences you’ve ever had. His sentences are like windows of tempered glass: They seem sturdier and more transparent than so many others out there. They’re not hard-boiled, exactly, but in a literary-fiction environment where coyness and irony enjoy so much currency, they might scan that way for some. A man senses an attractive woman’s attention to him as he works alongside her “like good news in a letter he wasn’t opening.” When they make love for the first time, he approaches the act with delicacy, “as if he were trying on new clothes he didn’t want to spoil in case they had to be returned.” These are sentences that, like the waiters at Peter Luger, know exactly what their job is and perform it with consummate grace and quiet pride. Dubus can home in more quickly and efficiently on a character’s inner life than any writer I’ve encountered in recent memory. Consider his description of Marla, an unattached 29-year-old woman who has sadly grown accustomed to getting up and walking away from her circle of married friends whenever the conversation turns to parenting. “Something seemed to come into the air between them that wasn’t there just a few moments before; the light in their eyes became more genuine somehow, and they nodded their heads not out of habit or good manners, but because they really did know what the other was talking about.” When Marla’s luck changes and she unexpectedly finds a lover, she purchases birth control for the first time: “As she stepped out onto the sunlit sidewalk she felt part of the bigger picture somehow, more of a citizen of the world she lived in.”
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