Every Sunday, a trio of buds get together at a NYC diner to boast about their sexual conquests of the night before. Sometimes they're joined by a newlywed ex-comrade and hoochie hunter who hangs on them like a puling barnacle. They're unabashed horn dogs and corn dogs and Mia, who witnesses them on the prowl, decides that they need to be taught a lesson, dammit. So she'll date and dump - why not? All of them!
Gasp. What a wild idea. What a radical, naughty gal. Women now have the right to date and sleep around as much as they want to. As much as men do, even! Honey, we got the message. We read "Maxim" and "Cosmo" too, okay?
There is one solitary laughable element in "Whipped". Namely the fact that not once, during the amigo's detailed discussions of their bodily functions and the oral talents of the bed partners they trash, do the other customers in the diner turn around and say, "Dude, we're trying to EAT here."
To see quality gross-out humor, try a classic like "Blazing Saddles".
To see love-rat buddies hanging out, slagging and bragging on their women as they eat and imbibe, rent "Swingers". Priceless bits: "How long will you guys wait to call your babies?" "6 days." Plus the luminous Heather Graham.
To see the lovely Amanda Peet at her snarky, man-eating best, try "Saving Silverman", a.k.a. "Evil Woman". That flick also has the sweet Amanda Detmer ("Final Destination"). Plus the excellent Steve Zahn.
But this - merciful God, this. It's truly unfortunate that a buddy movie with a great setting, a smart, cute heroine and three possible pairings had to have such a cop-out ending.
The leads are very attractive and approach the material with relish - let's hope more worthy projects are in their future.
P.S. - 30 "whip-oosh" sound effects to the screenwriter for use of the phrase "You go, girl". It was tired in 2000, and it's tired now.