Kal Penn and John Cho are back. I love these guys. When I worked at KOSI 101 here in Denver I'd get all kinds of interview opportunities, but many of them weren't suitable to air between Michael Bolton and Amy Grant, so while Cher crooned her love pains, I recorded interviews on an office phone down the hall. You can hear the speaker phone awkwardness.
Their first movie, dedicated to the pursuit of weed and Whitecastle hamburgers, became an instant classic in our household, and we don't even smoke pot. I think it would be better if we did. It's not brilliant humor, but Cho and Penn are very good at just having fun on screen. Like two Seinfelds they smirk their way through lame jokes and off-color references, and in removing any air of actual effort, let the audience know it's OK to turn off their brain and giggle a little.
In this movie, while on their way to Amsterdam, Kumar's smokeless bong is mistaken for a bomb and the two are taken as suspected terrorists to Guantanamo Bay. From there they escape a most awful fate, and the story bounces from bottomless nudity, to racial stereotyping, to a very fine, poetic finish.
Beware: It begins with some stupid gross-out humor. Is a focus group of 9-year-olds running Hollywood?
Who Will Like This: Those who eagerly await 4:20, and the friends who laugh at them.
Secret to Better Enjoyment: Neil Patrick Harris. No one is cooler than NPH.
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Looks funny, I will def see it. and yes I also liked the orginal