The most interesting thing about that link is that it lists Neil Patrick Harris as a returning cast member, playing himself. I just can’t wait to see how they handle his coming out in between the films, where in the first he portrayed himself as a womanizer.
I don’t see that as being relevant since he wasn’t playing himself, he was playing “Neil Patrick Harris.”
I thought it was hilarious! My husband and I watched the DVD on his laptop when we were taking a trip on an Amtrak. He had a splitter for the headphone jack so we each wore our own headphones. The people around us must have though we were very weird and annoying because they couldn’t hear anything, but we were laughing like loons. We tried not to laugh out loud, really, but it was impossible.
Edit to add, the only other stoner movie I love is Up In Smoke. That one, silly as it is, never gets old for me.
It had some hilarious moments, but they were islands in an ocean of bad.
I enjoyed it, but I also loved most of th Cheech and Chong movies, so take it with a grain of salt. I also agree with Anaamika that it was good to see Asian Americans college kids portrayed as very normal American college kids.
I loved the need for White Castles, I have been there, a Midnight run for a few sacks and the damn store was closed. Did we give up, no we said, well we can try the one on Rt9 instead, it is only 40 minutes away. So while we failed to encounter all the weirdness that was in the movie, I fully understand the need to drive out of my way for a dozen White Castles after midnight.
One of my best friends in the Navy was from Chicago. When either of us flew home, we would bring back a big bag of Castles and wake the other guy up and break into the forward mess deck to use the microwave and gorge ourselves on this rare delicacy known affectionately as sliders of murder burgers.
So yes, I loved Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle even though I am older than its primary audience.
Jim (It did not hurt that it took place in Jersey)
One of the guys I work with from India said he had watched the movie and loved it. And the first thing he wanted to do when he got here was to go to a White Castle. But he had somehow missed that the whole thing was about eating hamburgers. He was really disappointed.
I thought it was a well made and well written movie, just not haha funny.
Over on this side of the pond, its called
Harold and Kumar Get the Munchies
Not by me, though.
Ok, I’ll buy that it isnt everybodies style of comedy, but I would nver have believed it to be in anyones “worst movies ever” list. I like it a lot, and watch it from time to time; good, brainless comedy thats actually FUNNY. well, I think so.
See, I loved Half Baked and Dude Where’s My Car, but I didn’t love Harold and Kumar. It had some moments, but the other two movies are far better.
I’m not even a stoner, either.
I think I read either on here or on IMDB a posting from someone who’s already seen that movie and reported that it was awful. But as for the first movie, I loved it, despite having no interest otherwise in stoner movies. (I liked Kumar’s goofy grin while getting his picture taken with his bag-of-pot bride.)
I was sure you were making that up until I clicked the link. Wow! I wonder how political it will be?
Speaking of political (or cultural) themes: One thing that struck me about H&K is that it’s an Assimilated Immigrant story. Harold and Kumar talk about the “American Dream,” they act and think and speak exactly as we would expect of young American males of their class and region, and then we meet Kumar’s father, whose thick Hindu accent reminds us that Kumar (and possibly Harold as well) is just one generation off the boat, but it doesn’t matter. I liked that. It’s not like the Japanese in Fargo who talks like an Upper Midwestern Scandahoovian, which was obviously written in for the incongruity-based laughs, it’s more like, “Yeah, they’re brown/yellow-skinned Yanks, why does that surprise you?”
My absolute favorite quote from that movie:
Kumar: “Come on, Dad!”
Kumar’s Dad, angry: “Daddy is not coming on anything!”
(Both Harold and Kumar snicker.)
My criterion for what’s a good movie is my willingness to see it again if given a chance. H&K is definitely one of those repeaters for me. Hilarious every time.
I don’t even like the genre (Cheech and Chong? Please.) and I love H&K.
“Did Doogie Howser just steal my fucking car?!”
The whole bit with the cheetah and marrying the pot bag was a bit eye-rolling for me, but I liked a lot about this movie. Several of the lines are just hilarious–the aforementioned “Daddy’s not coming on anything!” is one of my favs.
DeathLlama and I have integrated “Did she touch your penis?” into our everyday vernacular.
I’d admit it’s uneven, but the funny scenes are amazingly good. I nearly died during the married to the pot scene.
I had heard that originally the sequel was that they go to Amsterdam (but wasn’t likely to get made); kind of funny that they’re headed there in this one but get stopped.
Of course the interesting thing about these guys playing the assimilated immigrants is that they’d both been in films that address it more directly - American Desi and Better Luck Tomorrow (the latter gets a nod as a line from one of the EXTREME guys when they steal the car). In this film they were more able to have fun with it.
There are very few comedies of any sub-genre I truly like, but I really enjoyed this one. The scenes at the jail had me just about howling.
I do grant that part of why I liked it is probably that I grew up in Cherry Hill, NJ (which not only looks nothing like it does in the movie, but is and has always been entirely without a White Castle).
I loved the movie but similar to ‘Garden State’ I was surprised to find that anyone who was not a stoner or was not from Jersey enjoyed it as well. A big part of the enjoyment for me was that the main characters are just like guys that I grew up with. The conversations that H&K have about adult life and particularly Kumar’s interaction with his parents are funny to me because I have lived them with my friends. It helps that we have had the late night arguments about the nearest white castle (rt. 9 always win despite there being one in new brunswick). Man, I can’t wait to get home and indulge in some good ol’ fashioned late night cuisine.
I do think a little knowledge of NJ and the fact that it’s road system was obviously designed by people who were either very stoned or they were just plain mean. They drive all over the state in a very believable fashion.
Huh. I mean I can understand why they did that since there’s no White Castle over there, but at the same time, they only have stores in 11 states over here, none of them west of Minnesota, so it’s not unthinkable that many Americans haven’t heard of it either.
Whaaaaat?
Eh. Diff’rent stroke, I guess.
Half Baked was good, H&K was better, but “Dude, Where’s My Car?” Seriously? Wow. I got blitzed after renting that abomination, and I still had to force myself to sit through half of it before I was finally one hundred percent sure that it had no redeeming qualities and turned it off.