With Postal, Boll clearly set out to make history's most offensive, hateful movie. As is his custom, he failed spectacularly.

Postal goes from offensive 9/11 comedy (window washers on the WTC) to trailer-park crudity and back with no rhyme or reason.

Convinced that Arab terrorists are inherently hilarious, and that shooting fish in the leaky barrel of American pop culture takes marksmanship, Boll is a boor, and a symptom of something sad and dehumanizing.

The German Mr. Boll and the Canadian Mr. Knight seem to want to comment on American culture, but their bystander perspectives clearly do nothing to inform them how to maximize their material.