Tucker Max’s I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, the new comedy flick based on his book of the same name, opens with police busting into a house and arresting the self-titled main character while he is having sex with a deaf girl because they mistakenly thought he was raping her. While the coppers are pinning the butt-naked Tucker to the ground, the girl sets them straight by screaming, “He wasn’t raping me – he was FUCKING me!” and exclaiming that she “wants his cum.”
Abandon all maturity, ye who enter here.
For those not privy to the interweb sensation that is Tucker Max, he’s a writer whose short stories, based on his adventures of drunken revelry and carnal indulgence, have made him world famous. In his own words:
My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole.
I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences of my actions, mock idiots and posers, sleep with more women than is safe or reasonable, and just generally act like a raging dickhead.
Along with Maddox, Tucker Max is regarded as one of the founding writers of “fratire,” a fledging literary genre concerning masculinity and political incorrectness. Given the popularity of both Max and Maddox, it was only a matter of time before one of them got a movie deal, and with I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, fratire has hit the big time. As a film, Max’s creation is a hilarious, if not groundbreaking ride, and as a study of masculinity and manhood in modern America, it’s even more valuable. While the oeuvre of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell has been covered before, as Tucker Max himself co-wrote the film’s screenplay, we get a view of modern masculinity straight from the horse’s mouth.
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell is based loosely on Tucker Max’s short story “The Austin Road Trip,” though it also incorporates plot elements from a half-dozen of his other tales of Epicurean excess. The first half of the film concerns a fictionalized version of Max (Matt Czuchry) goading his best buddies Dan (Geoff Stults) and Drew (Jesse Bradford) into changing their plans and going to an out-of-the-way strip club as their last night together as single men, as Dan is due to be married in a few days. The plan goes wrong, though, when Tucker’s ulterior motives for going to said strip club are exposed, landing Dan in jail for a night and threatening his engagement to Kristy (Keri Lynn Pratt). The second half of the movie consists of Tucker trying to rebuild his friendship with Dan, finally recognizing the true extent of his narcissism and apologizing to him at the end.
Max’s movie is at its best when the plot is de-emphasized and the focus is on the strong dialogue. The film is chock-full of hilarious quips that caused the audience to drown out the movie with their laughter. For example, during one scene in which Tucker and friends are driving, Tucker lets rip a fart and Drew remarks that it smells like Tucker “got buttfucked by a garbage compactor.” The best scene in the film is an interplay between Drew and stripper Lara (Marika Dominczyk), with each of them trying to one-up each other in a battle of insults. The second half of the film is more focused on physical comedy, which is where the narrative starts to come apart. In particular, the film’s re-creation of a particularly disgusting episode of “The Austin Road Trip” involving explosive diarrhea is unbelievably lame. Despite its flaws, the film is a fun and funny ride for both Tucker Max fans and newcomers, and is a faithful adaptation of the man’s work.
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell has been compared to The Hangover in terms of plot, characters, and style, and this comparison is reasonably accurate. In particular, Max’s movie has the same interplay of three male friends who occupy different spots in the alpha/beta/omega hierarchy of game. Tucker Max is the obvious alpha, a cocky, arrogant jackass who runs through women like a flu sufferer runs through tissues. Dan is a beta, an upstanding and generally honest fellow who cannot handle women, as shown by his inability to convince Kristy to allow him to go on the trip to the strip club, requiring Tucker to sweet-talk her down. Drew is a self-made omega who, after catching his girlfriend giving head to a white rapper, has retreated into a cocoon of video game addiction, nerdiness, and antisocial misogyny (telling one woman who sidles up to him at a bar that he will “carve a new fuckhole” in her if she doesn’t get away).
Satan is in the details, though, and I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell is considerably better than The Hangover in this regard. As I noted in my mini-review of The Hangover, the beta male character’s girlfriend is a complete and utter bitch who gleefully emasculates him and even cheats on him. In I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, Kristy, while depicted as a bit of a killjoy, is an attractive and pleasant woman who is unfailingly loyal to Dan. The subplot of one of the main characters becoming romantically involved with a single mom stripper is reused, but instead of the beta male, it’s the omega Drew who becomes smitten with Lara after bonding with her during a game of Halo 3. Finally, while most sex comedies featuring alpha male player characters have said characters recanting their womanizing ways to settle down with a girl who is immune to their charms (The Pick-up Artist, Hitch, Sex Drive), it is revealed at the end that Tucker’s epic apology to Dan was based on a lie, meaning he’ll continue to be an asshole.
In this, Tucker Max’s movie, despite being a bit far-fetched, is both more honest and more pro-masculine than The Hangover, or any other entry in the sex comedy genre as of late. For more evidence of this, note the hollering hordes of feminists and manginas who came out to protest Max during the film’s premiere tour this past summer:
Johnson said the trailer contains sexist and racist phrases–phrases she says are intended to dehumanize and perpetuate a rape culture. Max’s book is filled mostly with stories of him and his exploits with women, some of which, according to Grimmett and Johnson, would be considered felonious acts under North Carolina law.
“He views women as objects,” Johnson said. “He’s only out to get as much sex as he can at any cost.”
The usual suspects among the misandrist class are also annoyed that Tucker Max serves as a role model for young men, as exemplified in this clueless editorial from College Candy:
With a book that was on New York Time’s bestselling list for three years in a row, and a movie out soon, clearly this dude has got a lotta funs. In fact, he’s becoming someone that guys look up to. Guys now have this notion that if you drink yourself to oblivion and get with every girl in sight (no matter what they look like and regardless of whether they are too drunk to function) then you’re “the man.” It’s like Tucker is the male Carrie Bradshaw… with a beyond vulgar twist. He’s inspiring guys from coast to coast to act like an ass and to do so without remorse.
I think it’s safe to say that Tucker Max is officially ruining men. And if we thought we were safe (because most guys don’t read books anyway) this movie is only going to make it worse.
The writer’s connection of Tucker Max to Sex and the City is surprisingly on point. I present Spengler’s Universal Law of Gender Parity:
In every corner of the world and in every epoch of history, the men and women of every culture deserve each other.
The counterpart of the narcissistic urban slut machine is the crass, vulgar, asshole player. As I wrote in my analysis of the George Sodini shootings:
In the past, men who played by the rules won out in the end. No more. Women of all types are spreading their legs exclusively for pick-up artists, cads, players, badboys, and other men whom a healthy society would regard as the scum of the earth. Men like George Sodini who succeed and contribute to society have only their right hands for company, while bottom-feeders are drowning in more vaj then they know what to do with.
You could stop this madness tomorrow by refusing to follow your vaginas straight into the arms of scumbags, and actually live up to your claims of wanting nice guys – but I doubt you will. You’ve made your bed, ladies – now sleep in it.
Tucker Max is a “bottom-feeder” in every sense of the word. In any sane culture, individuals like him would have been beaten into a life on the straight and narrow, or if they chose to remain scumbags, would forever live on the fringe of society and meet a violent, pathetic end. Max’s rise to fame was enabled by the hundreds of women who willingly slept with him, and his reputation has no doubt increased the number of women wanting a taste of his famous penis:
The author is now in the midst of a 31-city film tour, attracting sold-out crowds at every location, just as he does on college campuses across the country. And according to Max, his audiences are nearly always at least half female.
These women are not reluctant dates dragged there by men exacting revenge for being forced to sit through the “Sex and the City” movie. They are die-hard fans, willing to do almost anything to get their hero’s attention. For one fan at a recent stop in College Park, that meant using her mouth as a receptacle for a male audience member’s chewing tobacco. Another female fan sought out Max, slept with him, and then tattooed an explicit sentence commemorating the event just below her hip bone, thus earning the Holy Grail of any Maxite: an original Tucker Max blog entry featuring her.
The ladies love Tucker Max. I can confirm this: just under half of the audience in the theater where I saw I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell was female.
When it comes to sex, men will always follow the path of least resistance. If sex necessitates slapping a ring on your beloved’s finger, men will do it. If it necessitates having a decent job and a house of one’s own, men will have those things. When guys see women degrading themselves for a shot at sleeping with a self-absorbed asshole and then writing blog posts about his sexual prowess, they will become self-absorbed assholes. It’s really that simple.
As I wrote in my review of A Dead Bat in Paraguay, virtually every expression of masculinity has been crushed by the modern culture. One of the few that is acceptable is the amoral jackassery represented by Tucker Max. It’s unfortunate that a creature such as him is the most visible face of American manhood, but as one of the few positive icons for men today, his presence is necessary. Women wondering why young men look to him and others like him as role models will find their answers by looking in the mirror.
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I read I hope they serve beer in hell whet it came out, and together with Game, it was an eye opener.
Tucker is like modern day Bukowski, without the class. (No offense, Max).
Women complain about guys like this, they complain about them when they fuck them (your link at Lemondrop), “Oooh.. It was stunt sex, and once is enough”… Yo lady, ever ask the guy if he wants a second turn of your sexuality? He got what he wanted, and you stating it was not that good as you imagined (social proof), does not change the fact he came inside of you. That was the point, and it will always be the point.
No matter if you think he was a notch, he was not good etc, the standing is that you were an easy fuck for an asshole, and any man knowing this will think of you as an easy fuck for an asshole.
No matter how much you state you want a man to care for you etc, putting your picture together with one of the most known assholes of times, will prohibit any man to care for your sexuality, as, you have proven yourself an easy fuck for an asshole.
Game for girls blog states:
fter all, any moderately hot (7+) girl can probably find ten guys a minute who would sleep with her. But any girl (who’s honest with herself) doesn’t want to sleep with ten guys a minute. Rather, she wants what every girl (if she’s honest with herself) wants: a relationship.
I am yet to be shown that this is the case.
What I rather see in the under 30 crowd is:
Max’s rise to fame was enabled by the hundreds of women who willingly slept with him, and his reputation has no doubt increased the number of women wanting a taste of his famous penis:
The girls lusting after the guy who has a woman or two openly interested in him, while the relationship suited men are holding drinks on one hand and warming the other for the end of night jerk off.
The comments in that Got fucked by Max blog are hillarious. At least some people are coming out of the shadows, calling a slut a slut.
And then there are these:
Wow…Some of You folks are sssss judgmental. She slept with a scum bag and had a great story come out of it. Who hasn’t had that happen?!?!?!
Well, some people keep that stuff private, and do not advertise that they were easy meat for some “celebrity”…
I love that people are bashing Courtney and calling her a whore for a) sleeping with T Max and b) writing this article. Since when is it wrong for a girl to go out and get what she wants?
Since when then, is it wrong for a guy to state that he does not value a girl who does what this girl did?
If getting what she wants is not wrong, then defining by himself what he not wants is not wrong either.
Try telling that to the ladies.
What stands out in this…er… chick’s story is that he talked to her like she was a piece of meat and she dug it. She kept going back for more. She really could not wait to try out his hammer and get a big rep for frigging an alpha dog with her friends…so, what’s new…she starts out a low life bitch and ends up that way too…
Problem is many of the (reformed) nice girls of today have been like this in their teens/20s. Especially if you live in a big city in the western hemisphere.
Courtney is a BOSS! God forbid she tells her side of the story. If you don’t like it don’t read it. I don’t know whats worse for her, the bad sex or to have read these comments from judgmental pricks.
What you people do not get is that Tucker does not idolize this woman because she is a promiscuous whore, but the woman idolizes Tucker because he is able to be a promiscuous whore.
The difference is inherent in that (and many others) woman’s behavior. the judgement starts from her. It ends at her.
It is not the bad sex, or the story. It is the being easy meat for a man just because other women have been his meat. And advertising it. And expecting one day a man to pick up the tab and respect her choices… (choices =? tab????)
It is not being glorious, it is being a glory hole.
Ferdi,
As per usual, excellent job and analysis! And, in preparation for my own humble blogging effort launching next month, as well as in keeping with the overall thrust of your post here, please allow me to repost a dialogue between myself and a good a dear friend of many years, Zam:
It’s based on his viewing a recent “Oprah” show where the guest was Jay-Z. The rest should be self-explanatory.
Here’s Zam’s comments:
“I just got finished watching Oprah’s rerun of her interview with Jay Z and was reminded of another interview I saw with him several years ago where he candidly discussed his relationship with his estranged father and how the impact of the abandonment he experienced at the hands of his Father (at 8 years old) effected his life. He was frank in his communication about how his father leaving him and not communicating with him for several years damaged his outlook (and more specifically) his ability to relate and interact normally with the opposite sex. Jay has gone on record on more than one occasion (on and off record) about how experiencing the abandonment and hurt from his father leaving left him fearful of opening his heart to a woman, allowing anyone close to him beyond the surface or connecting with anyone again on the level that he did with his father where they would have the ability to “hurt” him again. It wasn’t until much later that he was able to reconcile with his father that he was in his words, able to relate normally with a woman.
Even more surprisingly however, Jay was open that a great deal of his attitude, his opinions and his perceptions about women (and yes the unfortunately celebrated misogyny in his lyrics) was motivated by those feelings of insecurity with women all connected to that one early childhood experience. The Jay Z persona with relation to women in essence was merely a projection of some of his own insecurities brought on by his childhood trauma.
I respect Jay Zs honesty, not only for having the insight and introspective qualities to make those connections but in the main for being open and willing to express those feelings, especially as a high profile male, a rapper and especially as a black male raised in a society where feelings of vulnerability are made to hidden beneath a bravado and swagger that doesn’t allow for the type of honest reflection of personal wounds and the human realization of personal failings and handicaps. All human frailty is meant to he submerged (along with your feeling nature) and subjugated to the stage act of being “ok” and displayed with the surface confidence and ego theatrics that thinly veils the truth just beneath.
As a person who was never a huge fan of Jays music (prefer the golden age of hip hop) but someone who was always struck at how stark the contrasts have been between his public persona and the reflective and sometimes modest character he exhibited in interviews, I see it as a positive that an individual so highly regarded within a popular culture that is driven so forcefully by the adolescent ego and anti-intellectualism now allows for a man who was (or possibly is still) the reigning king in that arena to be so “adult”, so self reflective, so defiant of the stereotypes of how “maleness” is supposed to represented.
It could mean that there is a place for maturity, deeper thought, sensitivity, admission of vulnerability in our popular culture. It could also mean that maybe in the future their may finally be an allowance of a male and even a black male figure who will be allowed to be more complex, imperfect, more thoughtful, reflective, self aware and honest and that possibly the superficial sort of masculinity that dominates the imagery of black men may finally (at least) come under scrutiny. As the tides of our cultural norms change, they may finally be allowed to be completely human one day. Who knows?”
And my response:
“Hi Zam,
Well! Yove certainly put a lot on the table here. So, let’s get right to it.
Let me say at the outset that I have not seen the Oprah-Jay-Z interview. I imagine I may eventually watch in on YouTube, etc. But to be completely frank, I’m not particularly enthusiastic.
Why?
Because, while I have always respected Oprah’s expertise and been proud of her success, I don’t respect her intellectual honesty when it comes to matters male and female. Almost to a man, virtually every show focuses on “the guy’s fault” and never, ever, examines women’s real frailties. Now, don’t get me wrong-I’m all for guys manning up and taking respsonsibility. But I really don’t like the lopsided presentations Oprah tends to feature on her show. I would love a true and real examination of Hip Hop on her show, especially wrt the socalled “misogyny” its often tagged with. My question is, could it be that the reason why rappers are so maligned, is because they’ve actually hit a rich and deep vein of truth-a truth that, in our deeply politically correct times, cannot be mentioned in polite society? I argue that YES, it is-if rappers were all buffoons, no one would give a damn what they say.
But you see, when Kanye’ West talks about the Gold Digger, he’s saying something that’s true-West’s also been on Oprah, though of course, he couldn’t perform THAT song. Um-hmm.
So, to be honest, I have problems with Oprah because I simply cannot believe she can be or is willing to be objective when discussing Hip Hop-hands down one of the few remaining, unabashedly male pursuits and interests surviving today (there are female rappers, but no one seriously argues they define the art form).
We also have to recall the relatively recent dustup between Oprah, and the rappers Ludacris and 50 Cent. The former rapper was upset that he couldn’t get airtime on her show, while the latter couldn’t care less. That, among other things, raised my respect level for 50. When I finally breakdown and get an iPod, I’ll be sure to download all of his music.
As for Jay-Z, I’ve always had tremendous respect for his contributions and achievements in Hip Hop and beyond. By all accounts, he is a true American success story. And, he is perhaps one of the few rappers to have as many consistent radio hits, too.
All that said, it is clear that his better days, as a rapper, are behind him. I recently had the chance to checkout his latest studio effort The Blueprint 3, which to me was a flop-worse than Kingdom Come, the Black Album or the Blueprint 2. To my mind, Jay-Z’s last best album, was nearly a decade ago, with the orginal Blueprint-and serious Hip Hop fans know this to be true.
So, it’s kinda painful to see an aging Jay-Z still thinking he’s still got it on the mike-like so many men, he didn’t get the memo that its time to move on and do other things with his life.
Finally, I’d just like to say that the notion that Black Men are in some way stereotyped is itself a longheld myth. There have always been cultured and complex Black men in American history, and this is also true for Hip Hop, almost from Day One-one of its earliest acts, UTFO, featured two rappers, one called Dr. Ice, and the other call the Educated Rapper. KRS-One, a Hip Hop fixture for more than two decades, was known to be a “conscious rapper” and one of his biggest hits ever, was “My Philosophy”. The Golden Age of Hip Hop that Zam speaks of, from the latter 80s to the early 90s, saw a whole slew of such rappers. And then there’s Talib Kweli, Mos Def, and Common, not to mention The Roots.
OK, my work is done here.
Comment and reply, holla.”
The Obsidian
Great review. I probably won’t see the movie, which has actually been somewhat of a box-office bomb, but your review was interesting nonetheless.
I think the women who love Tucker Max are able to enjoy his antics because, to them, he represents escapism. They see him as a harmless and comic storyteller, not as the harbinger of a dystopian sexual marketplace. Unfortunately for these girls, they’re going to be disappointed as men become increasingly unsuitable for relationships as the years pass. I even see this in myself: I’m almost 26, and much more of an asshole than I ever wanted to be at 19. My teenage self would hate me and the way I treat women.
I disagree with Spengler’s Law of Gender Parity. It may be true of the average people. I don’t think it’s true across the board. Right now, the cultural norm is to be somewhat sleazy, so good men and women are less than 50% of each gender, but as men tend toward extreme deviations, this means that there are more good men than there are good women. (There are also more outright-horrible men, but most of the garden-variety “somewhat bad” people are women.)
If you’re a “beta” male in the 80th percentile of moral quality, but the 80th-percentile female is an urban slut monster, then this is a dissatisfying place to be, and it’s not exactly your fault.
What is so very sad, is that these female groupies who turn up to his shows allowing themselves (or hoping) to be tattoo branded cum recepticles, don’t even realise that men have absolutely no respect for women who are like this. Of course men will fuck them, but why would a man want to have a relationship them?
I am not critizising Tucker Max, as has been stated already, his popularity is a result of the denegration of masculinity, leaving him and his ilk as the only ‘acceptable’ form of it.
Ironically, liberals and feminists want his head on the block, when it is the very liberalism and feminism that is the cause of Tucker Max and his ilk being so popular.
Beta males need to stop attempting to “civilize” female behavior and learn to decivilize their own. They need to drop chivalry, drop the fawning civility, and cease caring about what women want. They need to focus entirely on their own needs. Stop caring about what she wants and focus on what you want. Stop focusing on what woman claim to care about and start focusing on what women react to. You want to be the man she is having hot sweaty sex with at the end of the first date and not the chump she is still wondering about after the fifth date.
Dating is not a game; it is war. Someone wins and someone loses. Someone gains territory and someone cedes territory. Some get the victory flag while some get the firing squad. Some take the prize while other just take casualties.
The majority of men are still playing under Geneva rules, the woman are fighting a guerilla war. While men continue to fight Geneva style, they will continue to lose. When men start fighting guerilla style they have a chance of winning, and they might even enjoy themselves.
You do not have to become a jackass like Tucker, but you do have to find a way to find your inner guerilla fighter. This does preclude long-term relations (if that is what you want), but you have to have her attention first. After brutally winning the war, you can gently negotiate the peace.
I haven’t seen the film, but does anybody else think that Matt Czuchry is too much of a pretty-boy to be playing Tucker Max? Based on their pictures, the real-life Tucker Max has the masculine jawline of a true thug, while Czuchry looks like a teenage boy.
Definitely going to see this now even though the trailer looked pretty lame.
Default User, you’re my hero.
Tucker Max’s popularity with females has nothing to do with his ideology. Rather, it is his simple, topical fame; females will fuck any dirtbag – so long as he’s the topic of current discussion.
Even Manson got love letters. No big.
Mickey Rourke used to get fucked. Then he didn’t. Now, he does again. Soon, he won’t. Credit only The Wrestler – not a sudden change in his personality. It’s change in fortune that provides the opportunity for fresh pussy. How’s that workin’ out for ya, Scott Baio?
As for this particular movie’s resulting trends, one could hope to learn about wacky PUA rogues as much learn truth about the mafia by watching The Godfather or learning about ancient Greece by watching Troy – as even it’s filtered through Homer’s fictionalized Iliad.
Ferdinand,
You have a real knack for movie/book reviews.
Now I just looked in my dictionary, and sure enough, TM’s picture is in there right under the word: douche.
The fact that feminists hate him is rich. As you said, you reap what you sow.
To use another cliche, the chickens are coming home to roost(say it in Jeremiah Wright’s voice, sounds more forceful).
Max serves a useful purpose. He elucidates, through his successful mating strategy, the amoral, unrefined, and debased nature of the fairer sex. Step off that pedestal ladies! Don’t slip on the tobacco juice, semen, and alcohol. Come down here with us heathens.
Women ( especially the urban slut machine) will literally be a walking spittoon for the right alpha.
Default User,
“You do not have to become a jackass like Tucker, but you do have to find a way to find your inner guerilla fighter. This does preclude long-term relations (if that is what you want), but you have to have her attention first. After brutally winning the war, you can gently negotiate the peace.”
Spot on.
Firepower,
Interesting point.
I’m guessing Max did pretty well with the ladies, using some of the same tactics, before he was famous. Fame just made the pussy more abundant and even easier to.. um, snatch.
@Ganttsquarry
Determining the veracity of TM’s own accounts in racking up notches is indeed, difficult for the average reader.
In the literary sense (not judgmental) it is a grotesque – almost Theatre of The Absurd – proposition that uses exaggeration for humorous ends and thus, the sincerity of its author’s exploits are doubted regarding whether they are truth or fiction.
In other areas of life, artistic license is allowable for minor instances to give the reader a feel of the author’s experience. Personally, man-woman relationships are too important to be recounted with interference. Like combat accounts, embellishment is strictly forbidden because it contaminates the pure nature of the event, and those who would gain knowledge from another, before suffering the pain of aquiring it.
Yep. Max didn’t get there based on fame and status. He got there using pure asshole game, combined with being pretty much a natural cad. With Max that gets put on steroids, because he’s actually very bright for an alpha cad type — he’s a Duke Law grad.
A few things to consider before seeing this “hilarious, if not groundbreaking ride…”
It has a Rotten Tomatoes rating of 24%
It has an IMDB rating of 4.8.
It came in 8th out of the 9 opening weekend movies with a grand total of total of $369K.
http://gawker.com/5369365/so-hows-that-tucker-max-movie-doing
The movie ratings are a good proxy for alpha/game hate I think.
When I read the rotten tomatoes reviews descriptions, their negative reviews actually made me want to see it.
I saw this when it came out and I thought it was alright.
btw, the RT community is showing a dichotomy. RT community ranks in at 60%, the T-Meter critics at 24%.
I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed the book. The Austin road-trip wasn’t my favorite of the stories, but I guess it’s one that would be the easiest to make into a film.
I like Tucker Max, for the same reasons I like Roissy. Very much like the latter, Tucker shits on politically correct gender relations dogma every chance that he gets. For many guys, the first step to a MGTOW path is through PUA (or variants thereof).
Longtime poster at the “Tucker Max is a Doucebag” [sic] blog here. Tucker was my first introduction to the entire concept of PUAs and the fact that women would respond to that. His very existence pissed me off for a long time. It took me years to get used to the idea that it wasn’t just him, it was women in general reacting to him that were the problem.
Tucker IS an asshole in many more ways than just his interactions with women and I don’t think he deserves anyone’s money. All the same, this was a good review.
I know I’m late to the party, but anyway.
In this, Tucker Max’s movie, despite being a bit far-fetched, is both more honest and more pro-masculine than The Hangover, or any other entry in the sex comedy genre as of late. For more evidence of this, note the hollering hordes of feminists and manginas who came out to protest Max during the film’s premiere tour this past summer
So if feminists and “manginas” are against something, it automatically makes it honest and pro-masculine?
As I wrote in my review of A Dead Bat in Paraguay, virtually every expression of masculinity has been crushed by the modern culture. One of the few that is acceptable is the amoral jackassery represented by Tucker Max. It’s unfortunate that a creature such as him is the most visible face of American manhood, but as one of the few positive icons for men today, his presence is necessary. Women wondering why young men look to him and others like him as role models will find their answers by looking in the mirror.
I’m sorry but saying that Tucker Max as a POSITIVE male role-model and icons is a HUGE stretch, if not completely ridiculous. It’s telling how you think that jackassery is an acceptable expression of masculinity. So what, it’s acceptable for men to be jackasses but not women? Being a jackass shouldn’t be positive. Unless you have your own definition of what it means to be a jackass.
You and Tucker Max seem to present and support the stereotypical idea of masculinity. You’re also saying that men shouldn’t be held to a standard…that you shouldn’t expect much from them.
“My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole.
I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences of my actions, mock idiots and posers, sleep with more women than is safe or reasonable, and just generally act like a raging dickhead.”
I mean seriously, this guy as a role model? That’s like saying Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan are positive role models for females, and they don’t seem nearly a fraction as bad as this guy.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a high sense of humor. But to incorporate sexism, misogyny, misandry, etc. as a desperate attempt at humor is a completely different story.
And really, the quotes in the OP that were against Tucker made some valid points.
@Renee
And typical of people in general, you didn’t actually address the points you itemed to address. A consistent phenom when most people talk. It’s like you don’t read or understand what you think you’re responding to.
Sean_MacCloud,
???
If you don’t mind, could you expand on this? If any part of my post is unclear to you then let me know. I can sometimes think faster than I can type if that makes sense lol.
America is doomed, I’m getting the fuck out. TM should be shot and killed.
But he is enabled to be who he is by the women who cooperate with him. I also do not approve of what he does, but it takes two to tango. If TM should be shot, his adoring conquests should as well. Good for the gene pool, I think, in both cases.
America is doomed, I’m getting the fuck out. TM should be shot and killed.
He is the messenger, not the message.
The message is that women are choosing him. So what if I were to say those women should be sterilized? What if?
Funny thing is, whenever I forget the message, I just need to take a walk in town, not even a visit to a bar, to be reminded of the message.
Tucker Max is only one man. women in line to procreate with him are in thousands… He just does not have the time.
Renee October 12, 2009 at 10:06 am
Sean_MacCloud,
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If you don’t mind, could you expand on this? If any part of my post is unclear to you then let me know. I can sometimes think faster than I can type if that makes sense lol.
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My post was edited for cursing.
I don’t remember what I…
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He said TM is a role model now –because that’s all men are still allowed to be. (It’s like the man show; drunks looking at ass as contest to feminism. I call bullshit!)
Then you responded as if he was crowning TM a role model out of all possible choices.
Sean,
See I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say.
He said TM is a role model now –because that’s all men are still allowed to be. (It’s like the man show; drunks looking at ass as contest to feminism. I call bullshit!)
Then you responded as if he was crowning TM a role model out of all possible choices.
What choices are you talking about? And what do you mean “that’s all men are still allowed to be”? I’m sorry but I’m not getting what you’re trying to say. I was saying that TM shouldn’t be a role model period.
Ferdinand himself said this:
As I wrote in my review of A Dead Bat in Paraguay, virtually every expression of masculinity has been crushed by the modern culture. One of the few that is acceptable is the amoral jackassery represented by Tucker Max. It’s unfortunate that a creature such as him is the most visible face of American manhood, but as one of the few positive icons for men today, his presence is necessary. Women wondering why young men look to him and others like him as role models will find their answers by looking in the mirror.
That’s ’cause I have no desire to explain it, hun.
F**k TM, bring Casanova style back. Being able to seduce a lower class, attention starved, unintelligent and ordinary pool of women is not a skill.