What happens when a dogcatcher gets so freaky-obsessed about a certain number that it takes over his entire life? Well, if it?s Jim Carrey playing the pooch-snatcher in the deeply demented The Number 23 directed by Joel ("No Trick Too Cheap") Schumacher, what happens is that he starts to see the world in violent, color-saturated fetish-y Frederick?s of Hollywood-meets-Victoria?s-Secret-type fashion shoot flashbacks in which he tries to act all sexed-up, sweaty, tattooed and existential ? often while dragging around a saxophone.Carrey is fatally miscast but, really, what's a star to do in a movie that tries to sell such absurdities as a rough sex-loving hottie called "Fabrizia" whom he ties to a cheap hotel bed and who urges him, "Pretend you have a knife!" and another bewigged...
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