Uwe Boll made a spoof of his own film all centered around a tasteless fat joke. Shot during the same time as BloodRayne: The Third Reich, I'm kind of impressed by how he managed to squeeze two movies out of one production. Piggybacking this scummy little cash-grab off of a project already in the works like he did was pretty ingenious if you think about it, as it takes legitimate cleverness to be this lazy. It's a scene-for-scene parody using the exact same locations and cast, just with a different leading lady. This must have been the easiest, cheapest thing in the world to make as all that was really required was swapping out the actresses after each take and it making use of all the same assets. I don't know how much planning actually went into the creation of this ahead of time, but if you told me everything had been made up on the spot when everybody arrived on set I'd believe you. It's that unfunny. It's like Boll went through all the work of Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer and thought "yeah, I could do worse." I consider myself an easily amused individual and I didn't laugh once. As bad as Postal was it did get to me a few times. The difference is that even at its worst someone put time and effort into creating those gags. This? This feels like random, spur of the moment improvisation from the actors saying or doing the first thing that popped into their heads with their *ahem* esteemed director interjecting regular doses of racism, misogyny, homophobia, and body shaming throughout. What's weird is that despite his best efforts Boll sort of fails to be offensive here. His use of things like black face and rape jokes are certainly awful, morally wrong, mean-spirited, and repulsive, but this isn't likely to incite the rage of today's "woke" PC culture. It's just stupid and makes him look like a real a-hole. Unless you find the simple existence of overweight and/or gay people to be the most hilarious thing of all time, odds are you won't enjoy this. It doesn't have a single redeeming aspect. I've heard people call Boll's other flicks a means of exploiting Germany's film tax break laws, but this is the first time I've felt that might be the case. This heaping pile of nothingness wasn't a product of passion or creativity that's for sure. It's so defined by greed that it makes The Emoji Movie look like it has some integrity by comparison. And don't get me started on the fact that the cast was willing to put themselves through something this demeaning on camera for a paycheck. Money really is the root of all evil.