Me, Myself & Irene (2000)

The Farrelly Brothers' uproarious comedy about a Rhode Island state trooper with "Jekyll & Hyde" split personality disorder is criminally underrated and vulgar to the extreme. I remember watching this in theaters on opening day and people rolling in the aisles and that's what stays with me the most. Good times. Along with Dumb & Dumber, the Farrellys gift us one of Jim Carrey's funniest performances, and the subtle way he's able to "switch" from Charlie to Hank never fails to delight me. Like The Mask, it's extreme wish fulfillment, especially if you have a hair trigger and ever wanted to go off on people.

4 cocks up the ass out of 5

The Silence of the Hams (1994)

AKA: Il silenzio dei prosciutti

This spoof on psychological thrillers (most notably The Silence of the Lambs and Psycho) is helmed by Italian comedian Ezio Greggio, who portrays rookie detective Jo Dee Fostar, while the main highlight is Dom DeLuise as convicted murderer Dr. Animal Cannibal Pizza. Like many lesser parody films, it employs the "throw everything at the wall and see what sticks" approach, which can be fun in small doses, but it's not one of the more memorable spoofs of the '90s.

2 iggy-boos out of 5

Bad Santa 2 (2016)

13 years later, Willie and Marcus are back at their holiday con job again, and this time Willie's Bad Mother (Kathy Bates) is involved for good measure.

This is one of those films that manages to erode the good memories you had with the original by replacing them with crappier ones. It's completely unnecessary and so "try-hard" to be vulgar that it actually fails in more than one respect. Had they brought back Terry Zwigoff's wicked sensibilities and leaned further into the melancholy, it might have felt a bit more consistent with the tone of the first film. This one relies completely on nostalgia for the past, which might work better depending on which time of year you view it.

2 fat kids all grown up out of 5

Bad Santa (2003)

The perfect antidote to the holidays. Unabashedly vulgar, a crude, drunk, self-hating, sex-addicted, lowlife conman disguises himself as a department store Santa in order to gain access to the safe on Christmas. A wrench is thrown into his plans when he unexpectedly finds himself mixed up with a idealistic fat kid who believes he's the real deal. It's the role Billy Bob Thornton was born to play. Manages to be touching without ever hinging on sentimentality, if that makes any sense. I blame it on Chopin's Nocturne #2.

4 blows to the nuts out of 5