mid 20s black male; frustrated screenwriter who favors action, comedy,
and glossy, big budget movies over indie flicks, kiddie flicks, and
weepy Merchant Ivory fare
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MOVIE BIASES: This looks like the dumbest movie ever made. I'm afraid
it might actually be good.
MAJOR PLAYERS: Method Man (rapper), Redman (rapper), Lark Voorhies (TV's
Saved by the Bell), and director Jesse Dylan.
Talk about perfect counterprogramming. When you think of the holidays,
don't you usually think about family, friends, and
Films and Universal sure hopes you do, as they've launched the perfect
antithesis to such holiday heavyweight movies like "Ali" or
"A Beautiful Mind." But what's on Method Man and Redman's
minds (or lack thereof)? Puff, puff, pass, pa'tna.
Silas (Method Man) is a ghetto botanist versed in cultivating many a
form of fine marijuana. Jamal (Redman) is a perpetual student who stays
in a constant cloud of ganja. Together, they get high right before their
college entrance exam, acing it, and becoming two of the most desirable
students to a diversity desperate Harvard. Bingo, they get in, turn
campus upside down, and engage in some of the most scandalous, ludicrous
activities possible wholly unconnected to anything resembling a plot.
Who needs actors when you have Meth and Red doing what they do best?
I bet that must've been a FUN set. Nobody else does any acting either,
but I can't blame them. With the sketch of a (pretty funny) script and
a director asleep at the wheel, "what's their motivation?"
Dylan: "Um, Method Man, Redman
In this scene you two are
Again." While everyone does throw themselves into the most preposterous
script since "Three Strikes" (but infinitely funnier), the
only salvageable thing from this movie for me was my seeing an old pre-REEL
DEAL crush (Lark Voorhies from her Lisa days on "Saved by the Bell"
- yum!) and the finding of a new REEL DEAL Crush. Yes, I know it's been
a while since THE REEL DEAL has had a new Crush, but her name is Essence
Atkins. My how we've grown since "The Smart Guy!"
This is a horrible, horrible movie. But calling this thing a movie would
be giving it much more credit than it deserves. While it aspires to
be "Animal House" crossed with "Friday," it plays
more like a bad "Saturday Night Live" sketch bred with a student
film. It has no plot, no acting, no third act, no ending, no taste,
and no conscience. It also has no shame. What appalls me the most is
the fact that I laughed - a lot. If it weren't just so godawful to watch,
I could see this movie rising to cult classic like status. Surprisingly,
the funniest parts weren't just in the trailers and, if you're high,
this movie is probably your new "Cheech and Chong" (which
sucks, by the way; but, of course, I didn't see it high). The only thing
saving this from zero @ oblivion is the fact that I laughed more times
than this flick deserves. But that doesn't excuse the fact that this
is a cheap, ridiculous cinematic entertainment masquerading as a movie.
As much as I laughed, this movie isn't "How High." It's "How
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