I just wasted 1 hour and 27 minutes of my life to see two foreign stoner guys die in a car wreck.
I hate you Harold, oh I hate you Kumar.
However, I really did enjoy the future fantasy sequence where Kumar imagines his relationship with a bag of Marijuana. It goes from frolicking in the fields, to wedding day, to 20 years later with Kumar working on the family budget and Giant Bag Of Weed brings him bad coffee, which Kumar spits out and slaps Giant Bag. He then runs to Giant Bag in the kitchen telling her that he loves her and he is sorry. I'm sorry, but that to me is brilliant. It was also the only thing THEY DIDN'T SHOW IN THE PREVIEW.
GARGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I HATE HOLLYWOOD.........
Saturday, July 31, 2004
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