By Owen Gleiberman
December 10, 1999 at 05:00 AM EST

As Deuce Bigalow, a lowly Los Angeles fish-tank cleaner who stumbles into the occupation of ”man-whore,” Rob Schneider certainly has what it takes to play a doofy, soft-bodied poseur hustler, but this dim farce makes the mistake of setting him up with a series of tricks even lowlier and more pathetic than he is.

A face-stuffing fattie, a nervous narcoleptic, a giantess so tall her head won’t fit on screen — they’re all harmless, one-note freaks, and the movie, the first to emerge from Adam Sandler’s new production company (it was cowritten by Schneider), is too juvenile and tame to coax any tasteless fun out of the characters’ sexual peccadilloes. (Only Amy Poehler, as a woman with Tourette’s syndrome who spouts bombs-away obscenities, has a chance to show any personality.)

Just when you’re sure that ”Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo” can’t get any less funny, the movie douses the trailer’s best gag, as that prosthetic leg turns out to be attached to Deuce’s true love.

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