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Dude, where's my ambulance? Johnny Knoxville and the gang risk life and limb to make us barf 'til we larf again in Jackass Number Two, a non-stop gag reel of gonzo stunts. Leeches suck eyeballs, sharks are tempted with human bait, and grown men clamber into rocket-propelled shopping trolleys as they fly across lakes. It's sick, irresponsible, juvenile and totally indefensible. But it's also chuffing hilarious. "Stoopid is as stoopid does," as that great philosopher Forrest Gump once said.

Some humourless critics described the first movie as "a disgusting, repulsive, grotesque spectacle" (although not us). Little has changed since Jackass: The Movie, except for a bigger budget (check out the Busby Berkeley musical numbers) and an increasingly dangerous list of ideas. There's anaconda wrestling in ball-pits, rampaging bulls, the drinking of horse semen and a guy who lures a hungry snake with his manhood hidden inside a mouse puppet.

"SERIOUS INJURY'S NEVER FAR AWAY"

Watching (wincing), you begin to understand the origins of the term 'slap-stick'. True, Laurel and Hardy were never quite like this, but Jackass is the Youtube generation's answer to silent comedy. At times, it's almost like watching the casual violence of a Looney Tunes cartoon: Knoxville almost dies after strapping himself to the kind of giant rocket favoured by Wile E Coyote. Serious injury is never far away and it seems only a matter of time until one of these guys dies or ends up paraplegic (while swimming with sharks Steve-O very nearly becomes the new Steve Irwin). Remember kids, don't try this at home. Or anywhere else for that matter.

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