This film takes a bit of a different tack as Cheech & Chong seek to distance themselves from their stoner persona and prove themselves as comedic actors capable of further range. It's a fairly straight parody take on Alexandre Dumas's The Corsican Brothers, about Siamese twins who are able to feel each other's pain (and pleasure), and that's where the bulk of the humor lies. Even though it's free of their trademark drug humor, it seems like the kind of thing that only be appreciated when you're high. At times, it feels like a series of gags ripped from classic slapstick comedies. And I say that as the only thing that saves it from getting a lower score. This is pretty bad. It performed so poorly at the box office, it spelled the end of C&C's big screen adventures.
1½ Fuckaires out of 5
Note: This harkens back to the age where the movie posters heavily suggest it to be much better than it is. I don't remember that scene happening at all.
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