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I entered the theater to see Jackass Forever with equal parts hope and trepidation. For years, Johnny Knoxville and the Jackass crew have been a guilty pleasure of mine which, believe it or not, I have grown to cherish. They were never our guys in a political sense, not even implicitly. Given the flagrant degeneracy, delinquency, and irresponsibility of some of them, I wouldn’t want to know where they stand politically, or if they even have the presence of mind to take a stand at all.
Further, a drunken Ryan Dunn’s highly-publicized car wreck in 2011 which killed him and a passenger did drape a heavy pall upon the franchise. Still, throughout this century I have often found myself returning to Jackass as a much-needed refuge from political correctness and our increasingly...