Comedy and being funny is a gift. Taking the most foul humor and making it tolerable is an even bigger gift. The makers of “Circus Maximus” are severely lacking these gifts and the other skills needed to pull any type of comedy off.
This entire film is just a poor excuse to have people curse and make the most ridiculous innuendos possible, for no reason. The story is worthless, the acting is horrendous and in the end it is not even funny. The filmmakers were able to score a few indie darlings like Kevin Corrigan and Mario Cantone, but they did nothing to help bring any type of legitimacy to the film.
The only redeeming part of this movie comes in the form of the character Marc (Pictured Above). The only reason I am giving this movie One ‘Stache instead of a bald upper lip is due to Joe D’onofrio, the actor who plays Marc. While his dialogue and insinuated actions are pure insanity, it was the only performance in the film that bought some sort of odd charm and actual humility to any of the outlandish characters portrayed within this farce.
There is no way I can find myself expanding on this film any further. If you see “Circus Maximus” on the watch instantly section of your Netflix account, I would not stop you from checking it out. However, I would avoid it in any other capacity possible.