Pauly Shore’s Raunchy Comedy Guest House on Netflix Is a Wild Throwback to Screwball Chaos
Released in 2020, Guest House is a chaotic, R-rated comedy that has recently found a new audience on Netflix, proving that crude humor and wild antics still have their place in modern comedy. Directed by Sam Macaroni, the film features a mix of slapstick, debauchery, and the kind of outrageous humor that defined 90s party movies. Despite its zero percent critic score on Rotten Tomatoes (Rotten Tomatoes), it’s becoming a minor cult favorite among fans who miss the carefree absurdity of films like There’s Something About Mary and Bio-Dome.
The movie stars Pauly Shore—the “Weasel” himself—marking a return to form for the comedian best known for his 90s hits. Shore plays Randy Cockfield, a washed-up, drug-loving slacker who lives rent-free in the backyard guest house of a newly purchased home. The homeowners, Blake Renner (played by Mike Castle) and Sarah Masters (Aimee Teegarden), are a young couple looking to settle down and start their next chapter. But their plans fall apart fast when Randy refuses to move out.
Blake, who works for his old buddy Shred (played by Steve-O from Jackass), isn’t exactly thriving either. To make things worse, he’s still trying to earn the respect of Sarah’s disapproving father Douglas Masters, played by Billy Zane. When Randy digs in his heels, chaos erupts—wild parties, drugs, nudity, destroyed property, and enough out-of-control behavior to make the cops side with the squatter rather than the homeowners.
As the tension escalates, Randy’s unpredictable antics spiral into absurd territory. He spikes the couple’s groceries, throws massive ragers, and even causes a rabid, drugged-out possum to wreak havoc during a dinner party. Meanwhile, comedian Bobby Lee shows up in a sex swing, adding another layer of shock humor to the already over-the-top storyline.
Despite its madness, the movie keeps things fast-paced, clocking in at just 84 minutes. It doesn’t waste time on plot depth—it exists purely to entertain with reckless abandon. The script, written by Sam Macaroni, Sean Bishop, and Troy Duffy, embraces chaos as its main engine. From the opening scenes to the explosive finale, Guest House is a wild ride of juvenile jokes, drug-fueled absurdity, and ridiculous slapstick that feels both nostalgic and defiantly tone-deaf.
Critically, Guest House was panned across the board. Reviewers on Decider called it “barely half-assed” (Decider), and Common Sense Media described it as “no laughs, lots of drugs, cursing, sex in stoner comedy” (Common Sense Media). But the movie’s unapologetic immaturity is exactly what some viewers find refreshing. It’s a film that proudly ignores good taste in favor of shock and nostalgia.
On Netflix, Guest House climbed into the platform’s Top 10 most-watched films shortly after being added to the catalog, proving that there’s still an appetite for this kind of mindless fun. It’s not smart, it’s not subtle, and it’s certainly not clean—but it’s self-aware enough to know what it is: a 90-minute dose of pure chaos led by a comedian who refuses to grow up.
For those who crave raunchy humor, reckless partying, and a taste of 90s-style comedy gone wild, Guest House might just hit the spot. You can stream it now on Netflix.
