HAROLD AND KUMAR GO TO WHITE CASTLE
You're going to think I'm insane, or kidding, but honest-to-God this is one of the year's best films; possibly the best movie comedy about an all-nighter ever made (sorry Bob!). It's from Danny Leiner, the director of DUDE, WHERE'S MY CAR?, and plays like an R-rated second draft of that film, which, I remind readers, went from concept to finished product in under 7 months.
Harold (John Cho, of the second and third AMERICAN PIE movies) and Kumar (Kal Penn, MALIBU'S MOST WANTED) are indeed stoners looking to feed their drug-induced hunger pangs, but they're no dummies. Harold is a lower-tier employee in some kind of fancy office job, and Kumar is the son of a doctor who deliberately screws up med-school interviews to piss off dad. As the movie begins, Harold's obnoxious bosses conspire to make him do all their work for the next day's meeting, but Kumar calls and insists the two of them get stoned first. They do, and see a commercial for White Castle. Now all they have to do is get there.
Not as easy as it looks. En route, they will run into an escaped cheetah, a boil-encrusted redneck who wants the two stoners to fuck his beautiful wife, Neil Patrick Harris (amusingly playing himself, as a dangerously horny junkie), an escaped cheetah, more than one instance of gay panic (the funniest courtesy of VAN WILDER himself, Ryan Reynolds), goofy racist police, and much, much more. I never really dug the movie AFTER HOURS as much as other critics did, but I got why it was supposed to be appealing. This movie does it right, for me at least. Reminds me ever-so-slightly of how much I enjoyed ADVENTURES IN BABYSITTING as a kid (haven't revisited that one lately to see if it holds up or not).
It's also a bit like BRINGING UP BABY, only with two guys in both lead roles. I wouldn't say there's gay tension between them (nothing so blatant as Ashton and Seann making out in DUDE), but they do bicker like a married couple. And Harold's love interest (Paula Garces) is very peripheral, more an object than a person. Kumar's true love is weed -- there's a very funny sequence that takes this notion literally and to the extreme.
Oh yeah, there are hooters. And profanity. And drugs. And really weird trippy shit that hits you from out of nowhere. This is an R movie for sure, not a phony one like SOUL PLANE where the rating's only R because people say "fuck" a lot.
Many of the jokes are obvious, but a lot are not at all so. Watch for the scene in which Kumar decides to urinate on a bush, and then must fight for his urination turf with a crazed stranger who favors that same bush. It doesn't play out quite like you'd think.
According to imdb, this is the first movie credit for the screenwriting team of Jon Hurwitz and Hayden Schlossberg. Someone else hire these mofos now.
Danny Leiner is a mad genius who needs to keep making stoner movies. Seems his next is a black comedy about post 9-11 New York, starring Maggie Gyllenhaal and Olympia Dukakis. Oughta be something to see.