Cunth has taken possession of a very dangerous nuclear missile and the only person who can stop him from whatever nefarious plot he has up his sleeve is MacGruber who has been hiding out in remote Ecuador after faking his own death to retire. He has a personal vendetta against Cunth though, he being responsible for the gruesome death of his bride (Rudolph) on their wedding day. That is enough for MacGruber to come out of retirement and assemble a crack team which includes his new love interest Vicki St. Elmo (Wiig) and a bunch of other people who don't matter because MacGruber accidently blows them all up at the beginning. Youngster Dixon Piper (Ryan Phillippe) joins them and they are off to stop Cunth using a combination of ripping out throats and waddling around naked with stalks of celery stuck between their cheeks.
Some movies are so stupid that they are amazing. That's a dangerous goal to shoot for, however, because if a film comes just shy of accomplishing that, all you are left with is an incredibly stupid mess of a film in which people have sex with ghosts and the greatest secret agent of all time has the intelligence of a rat fed a steady diet of LSD and Xanax while wearing a mullet wig. With the right crowd in the right situation this movie will probably induce a decent number of laughing fits - if only by making people laugh at other people for laughing at the movie in the first place.
Even stupid humour needs some intelligence of some kind. You know how some SNL skits don't seem to make much sense? This is like a bunch of those thrown together, connected by a plot concocted by two ten year old boys who were inspired by a funny sounding fart.
*(1/5 stars)
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