Quite possibly the most insultingly stupid movie you will ever see. That's saying a lot, but Whipped earns this title through sheer, jaw-dropping narcissism. Writer/director/producer Peter M. Cohen aspires to make a witty and insightful comedy about the battle of the sexes and instead wallows in soggy clichés. Three friends meet every Sunday morning at a diner to discuss the weekend's "exploits." Two fancy themselves to be master scam artists, the other is a compulsive masturbator. All three meet and fall in love with the same woman, Mia (Amanda Peet, The Whole Nine Yards). The truth is swiftly discovered, but none of them want to give her up, so she dates them all while their friendship crumbles. The plot occasionally stops so that one of the characters can talk to the camera and espouse supposed scamster philosophies, and there are "hilarious" slapstick episodes, like when one of them drops Mia's vibrator down the toilet and spatters himself with urine trying to retrieve it. The dialogue is idiotic, the actors are charmless, the situations are labored beyond belief--and the filmmaker adores all of it, dwelling lovingly on every inane moment. Ghastly. For rabid fans of Amanda Peet only. --Bret Fetzer