So many people have asked me in the past year if I've seen Smiley Face that I've just started saying yes because it was easier than explaining why I'd managed to flake on consuming a pop culture product so clearly aimed directly at my forehead. This weekend, I noticed Smiley Face on Showtime OnDemand and finally caved, and those people were right: it has a lot of really funny parts and Anna Faris is nothing short of genius in it. This was my favorite scene, in which Anna Faris's character goes off on a deep thought tangent after seeing a framed picture of corn:
Yay, Variety reports that Harold And Kumar are coming back for a third installment, making Harold And Kumar a trilogy like the Lord Of The Rings:
Jon Hurwitz and Hayden Schlossberg, who wrote "Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle" and "Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay" and directed the latter, will return to write and direct a third installment for Mandate Pictures.
Stars John Cho and Kal Penn are expected to reprise their roles as the ganja-loving duo because Mandate has options on the actors for the third installment.
But-- But what about Neal Patrick Harris? Please tell me his recent meteoric rise to King Of All Media hasn't priced this little franchise out of his required cameo. I wanted to see NPH on salvia this time.
You know when you saw the "You know how I know you're gay?" extended scene special feature on The 40-Year-Old Virgin DVD and you thought "I could watch an entire movie of just these guys fucking around, seriously, a 2-hour motion picture feature film in the theater for eleven dollars"? Eventually just watching various arrangements of the same ten dudes ad libbing and having the best time ever with only a skeleton of a plot will get old. But for me, apparently, not yet, because I will totally go see John C. Reilly and Will Ferrell act like kids in Step Brothers for eleven dollars:
Wouldn't it be great if we could call a pre-emptive moratorium on all the intellectual analysis of men as grown up children that will surely start again when this movie comes out? That got so boring last summer.
Can you feel the excitement in the air? No, not Spring, but this weekend's much-anticipated much-hyped comedy movie smackdown. This weekend, funny-film lovers with less than 198 minutes on their hands will face a gut-wrenching Sophie's choice: Baby Mama and Harold And Kumar: Escape From Guantanamo Bay are coming out. On the same weekend! After months of zero decent comedies! (Forgetting Sarah Marshall notwithstanding.) I will be seeing both, of course, but I did an informal lunchtime IM poll of fourteen friends to try get an idea of which movie is winning among people who have, in the past, been willing to give me their instant messenger usernames. Turns out, one of them is really kicking the other one's ass:
Sunday is 4/20, the informal national holiday of stoners (and, yes, mellow-harshingly, Hitler's birthday). While some dedicated weed-aficionados will celebrate by playing hacky-sack at peach rallies, most will wake, bake, and stay on the couch all day chasing the DVR dragon. And don't think the programming departments of cable channels haven't caught on. While Comedy Central has been featuring 4/20 programming for years, even the likes of the History Channel are now getting into the act, albeit for the kind of stoner who likes to learn while he burns (um, don't think that one is going to catch on.) Here's your guide to the best of Sunday's 4/20 programming, not including The Simpsons, which is on every week.
Getting stoned and going to the movies is a tradition that probably goes back to the dawn of cinema or whatever. But what's a stoner movie buff to do when the nation's film critics are professionals who attend screenings and write reviews with nary a drop of THC in their systems? Everyone knows that film critique aesthetics are completely skewed in Druggachusetts, where Citizen Kane is a snore and Harold and Kumar is a masterpiece. Today I'll use my Stoney Sense™ to determine the most and least pot-friendly of the new releases. Don't forget to get snacks of both the salty and sweet variety!
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