Inspired by the idea of taking Brad Pitt's stoner character from True Romance and seeing what he does when he gets his ass off the couch is pretty much what this film is. Like most of these Rogen, Franco, McBride & co films, it's the ridiculous yet strangely realistic bickering dialogue that makes it funny and laughably stupid at the same time. For some bizarre reason the film does get outrageously violent near the end, leaving a somewhat baffled feeling that's torn between laughter and disturbed. There's shades of DGG's style of film-making here but beyond that it's hardly recognizable as one of his films, which would be all but gone with his next two shit-fests.
3 birthday cakes for a dead cat out of 5
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