Thoughis clearly sending up '80s action movies within the stoner genre, I find it interesting that no one has mentioned any kind of deeper message regarding drugs laws.
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I saw The Pineapple Express Wednesday and...loved it. And after reading some negative reviews today, I realized that I loved many things critics didn't like about the picture -- the shaggy pacing, the lack of quippy-joke-a minute banter (seriously, do we need another Dennis Miller sounding teenager -- yes Juno I'm talking to you "cha cha cha" -- on our screens?), the aimlessness (which is both fitting for potheads and at the same time, something I don't necessarily agree with since these guys, at least James Franco's wonderfully touching drug dealer Saul has some goals). I love the '80s touches from the music (Bell Biv DeVoe!) to Seth Rogen's car to the hit men's clothes and yet, it takes place in current times. And the pop culture references are real rather than hip. So great.

Though the picture is clearly sending up '80s action movies within the stoner genre, I find it interesting that no one (from what I've read anyway) has mentioned any kind of deeper message regarding drugs laws in this country. Not sure if Apatow (and the great David Gordon Green, creating a movie vastly different from George Washington or All the Real Girls but with some wonderful Green-like touches throughout) were making such a comment, but after (spoiler alert!) the entire barn blows up and Kevin Corrigan really can't make it to dinner on time, because of essentially, a plant...this idea came to mind. The criminalization of pot is as absurd as Rogen dueling Gary Cole with a marijuana light.

Also, Franco, Franco, Franco. I've been stumping for him ever since I witnessed his range on Freaks and Geeks. Too long he's been the smoldering bad boy of the big screen (and don't get me wrong, he's good at that), but here, he's a sweet, secretly complicated goofball you absolutely fall in love with. Without his oddly soulful, understated performance the movie wouldn't have worked. He's the heart of the picture. When he says he wants to make parks with septic areas for kids to shi* in, I effing believe him. With this, you totally get why Rogen comes to love him -- and truly, this movie plays like a love story between these two men. I damn near choked up when they were frolicking in the woods.

Can't wait to see it again. Also, Kevin Corrigan needs to be in more movies...And don't miss the Huey Lewis song when the credits roll. As my stoner friends would say (or that genius Amy Sedaris, who if I'm not mistaken is a pothead herself) -- good times, good times...

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