The fourth Jackass movie sees franchise co-creator Johnny Knoxville and his merry men gleefully reunited to document one final array of puerile practical jokes. There are bodily fluids and much bashing between the legs of the cast members, who are now in their 50s. Yet the hit rate of gags is admirably high: a human ramp (exactly what it sounds like) and a set piece involving a pitch-dark room and a snake in a bucket are straightforwardly funny and, for the most part, blissfully low-stakes.
There’s no plot, just a string of pranks, but watching them in succession is not quite the same numbing experience as bingeing on TikToks or YouTube videos. The cumulative effect is strangely heartwarming, a touching insight into 20 years of indestructible male friendship.
