I can't remember where I read this but a reviewer was talking about how cultural satire has become Myers' niche - whether it is the slacker-generation's poster boy Wayne Campbell or the swinging 60s dinosaur Austin Powers - but where those films succeeded and Love Guru fails miserably is in their ability to ground the toilet humour in reality. Wayne's wiener jokes are the product of a juvenile high schooler hanging out in his parent's basement; while Powers' misogynistic tendencies are contextualized from his love generation background and contrasted against contemporary society. So the characters and their jokes feel, at some level, real.
But by all accounts, the problem with The Love Guru is that Myers uses the Deepak Chopra guru movement simply as yet another vehicle for penis jokes but in this case, the character just does not possess the same ability to make them feel genuine - there is just no context for them. The real humour in this subject matter probably should have come from satirizing the sense of despair that is the pre-req for a lot of people who search out guru-enlightenment. But apparently, Myers does not mine this territory whatsoever.
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