A drunken, cursing grandfather schlepps his grandson across the country to abandon him with his father. I have to defend why I even watched this film: it was nominated for Best Makeup, and I watch all the nominated films if I can. First, it's just not funny. It's mean. A man exposing his sagging balls to a group of women, trying to ship a child in a box, or entering his grandson in drag in a beauty pageant all fail to garner any laughs. In fact, people treated others disrespectfully shouldn't be entertaining. Second and more importantly, this is not satire. It's a practical joke put to film. Practical jokes can be funny between friends, but I don't want to be friends with Johnny Knoxville; he's not friendly. However, this genre, prank films, can be excellent satire like Borat and Bruno. Both are very funny and substantive satires about American society and prejudice. Borat, the character, disarms people, allowing their racism, sexism, and social norm-slavery to come to the fore. Bad Grandpa doesn't even approach these goals. Overall, I hope this is the last Johnny Knoxville film the Academy chooses to recognize because I don't think I can sit through another one.