Honouring the Worst Movies of the Noughties - #3: Strippers

Jorge Ameer's film about a man who loses everything didn't win the critics' admiration - metascore 5

[O]ne of a barely acknowledged sub-breed of indie: howling-vanity amateur-work that finds its way into a theater only because the producers buy the room out for a week. Exotic-dancer-free, Ameer's sludgy ordeal entails the Job-like wreckage of an L.A. suit's life and finances; Kafkaesque chuckles might have been the goal, but it's impossible to tell. Rave about it to someone you loathe. - Michael Atkinson, Village Voice

The bizarre performances belong strictly to the "read the cue cards and emote like crazy" school of acting. - Anon, New York Times

The amazing thing is that this isn't Ameer's first film. Throw in a cheesy soundtrack and incredibly cheap production design that makes Ed Wood Jr. look like Max Ophuls, and you've got the makings of a turkey with all the trimmings. - Ken Fox, TV Guide