Love him or hate him, Tucker Max is in your face. The author of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, a debauched chronicling of his booze-fueled sexual hijinks which has spent the last four years on the The New York Times bestseller list and most recently been turned into a feature film, Max is the king of “fratire” and the enemy of feminist bloggers everywhere. His crude erotic tales through subterranean America are populated by midgets and strippers; generally, women do not fare well in the face of his f**k-‘em-and-dump-‘em M.O. Protesters have boycotted his movie and accused him of promoting “rape culture.” Good or bad, Tucker seems to relish the attention. In Tucker-esque fashion, one young woman bragged: “I Slept With Tucker Max, the Internet’s Biggest Asshat.” So, is Tucker Max for real? Or is he a savvy marketer plugged into what 21st century men really want? We talked to Max about his movie, his sex life, and his detractors. The recently released “I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell” isn’t faring well at the box office. That didn’t make him any less cocky.

Amanda Hess at The Sexist blog braved “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell” scribe Tucker Max‘s website for a mathematical breakdown of his hilarious jokes about Mexicans, gays, women and the disabled. A general formula for Tucker-ian humor: [Universally recognized bad thing] + [surprise reversal] x [“edge”] x [“shock value”] = Tucker Max joke. [The Sexist]

Brigham Young University, a Mormon college, canceled a Greek tragedy hours before curtain at the Annual Greek Festival. Content in “The Bakkhai,” to be performed by the University of Utah, was deemed inappropriate for BYU students. Director Larry West indicated this referred to sex, wine and “losing one’s inhibitions.” [UWire.com]—Seriously, this school didn’t realize a Greek tragedy wouldn’t involve lots of sex?

You’ve probably heard of Tucker Max, blogger and author of the memoir I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell, who regaled the bestseller list with stories of sex with many, many women and excessive drinking. (The charming cover illustration is of a man holding a beer bottle and pointing to a blonde chick, whose face is cut out with the words “Your Face Here” written instead. Because we’re all inter-changeable, you see.) Max is that particularly awful brand of d-bag who is proud of critics who call him morally depraved and immature; in fact, his book is blurbed with hateful things people have said about him.

So, of course, Hollywood gave this fellow a movie deal! The film version of “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell,” which focuses on strip club/bachelor party shenanigans, debuts on September 25 and North Carolina State University planned an advanced screening today, followed by a Q&A session with Max.

But then the campus Women’s Center caught wind of the flick, which it said is sexist and encourages behavior leading to sexual assault. Surely you’re wondering, what’s so bad with this film?

Often compared and sometimes even considered to be the male and female versions of each other, Tucker Max and Chelsea Handler are ruling the world of crude comedy.  Both of their books are laugh-out-loud hilarious, but majorly offensive to the faint of heart. I would know—my friends and I used to do a Tucker Max readings in college until we were laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe and I’ve sat in bed reading Chelsea and just cracked up to myself.  So what exactly do these two have in common besides their vulgar humor and exceptional gift for storytelling (and a shared publisher, Simon and Schuster)?  Check it out after the jump…

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