ME, MYSELF & IRENE stars Jim Carrey as a non-confrontational milquetoast highway patrolman who develops a split personality who goes out of his way to provoke confrontations. To complicate things, he's on the run with a young blonde who is targeted by some sort of deadly conspiracy. The plot doesn't make a huge amount of sense. To be completely honest, I'm not a huge fan of the Farrelly brothers; to me, there's more to humour than just grossing people out, though that may be considered blasphemy in light of most late 90s mainstream comedies. Granted, it did have its amusing characters (such as Carrey's three super-intelligent homeboy sons) and its amusing situations (Carrey's two personalities start beating each other up at a train station), but it tended to drag in the middle of the film, and let's face it: anybody can do gross-out humour, but not everybody can show the mastery of wit and timing that separates true comedic genius from the likes of the Farrelly brothers. I'm not saying it was an entirely bad film, but is it just me, or are we dwelling on a genre of comedy that wasn't all that funny to begin with? Two and a half stars out of four.