Dialogue like this reveals an insidious intelligence behind the dorm-like humor: "Chloe: You remember that time you stole that monkey and put it in Rosenberg's dorm room? Kumar Patel: Had I known that the monkey had AIDS I never would have done that." Neal Patrick Harris as himself visiting a Texas whorehouse to "get his fuck on" after eating way too many 'shrooms is just one of the many sidebars to this raunchy ride. But that's just the plot the real joy of this slacker/stoner story is lampooning the conservative, sometimes neoconservative, power structure of America today, be it the over-profiling of Homeland Security or the hypocritical lawmakers who smoke the stuff but jail those others who do.įrom the first sequence, where the two attempt to get stoned on the plane even before they arrive at smoke-free Amsterdam to an evening with a redneck and his voluptuous wife, with a wild threesome in between, this film is recklessly ribald, exploding pretense while it evokes gut-level laughs. The two picaresque heroes have been mistaken for terrorists, escape from the infamous Guantanamo, and finally travel to Texas to gain their freedom from the charges. The same no-holds-barred low humor prevails, the screw turning tighter this time in a bottomless party (both sexes) and smoking serious weed with the president. Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay may be funnier than the time they went to White Castle.
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