much as i love the musings and hints at cock 'n ball humour that normally come from the pens and hands of the mighty kevin smith, i can't quite jump on board with this flick for some reason. it just feels like an imbalance between the dicks and farts, and the intelligent de-construction of the world that the other view askew movies have. in fact, i don't remember ANY intellectual deconstructions except for a very brief parody of the lord of the rings trilogy. smith says that this is his favourite work of his. i'm sad to say i can't agree. it's good, but we've seen much much better.