There is no hell says Tommy Chong. This is one of those deals you get with amazon prime after scrolling through a thousand awful sounding movies, TV shows and interwebs thingies and realize you've been searching titles on amazon for an hour and can't find anything interesting to watch that doesn't cost an extra five bucks. Hey amazon, what's up with charging me $200 a year and giving me such a horrible search engine for stuff? Wait, there's a picture of Tommy Chong looking typically stoned. OK, so he's gawd. Let's give this a shot. Dear gawd, its a mess. Looks like a stoner threw this together in his spare time while driving around LA looking for another dispensary. I hate to see what the crowdfunding budget was. Probably in the million or two range.
Yep, I was right. 2.5 million I found on this article written by the producer named Bobbitt. Wasn't the dude who had his manhood cut off by his angry mail order bride named Bobbitt? Seems he learned how to deal with SAG doing this particular masterpiece. SAG forced them to make the writer's fee or something a hundred grand or 2.5% of the budget. I understood there would be no math but...
Gerald Brunskill, the writer, director and chief bottle washer of this thing was a drummer for some local LA band apparently and shouldn't have quit his day job. It looks like they made it on their days off in some typically LA looking locations. I lived there for 14 years chauffeuring the rich and infamous and yes, it mostly looks like this movie. Lots of dilapidated storefronts, closed theaters, alleys brimming with garbage and the occasional slick steel and glass building full of trendy, lying scumbags. Its Hollywood after all. Dealt with a lot of people like Luke Perry's character.
I said there were spoilers but really, there's not much here to spoil. The dialogue sounds like they wrote it a few minutes before shooting and just tossed out something to make it seem like a storyline. Chong sort of rolls with the punches and looks extremely stoned. The rest of the cast just seem perplexed by their characters and the script. It sort of just runs together like a bunch of cobbled one liners going in a sort of same direction. Not much gets hashed out except maybe smoking the hash oil. Weak attempts at mocking organized religions except maybe judaism with one odd rabbi walks into a bar joke... lots of people walking into a bar jokes hold this thing together like a band-aid, and an even weaker moral of the story storyline about being nice to one another or the world's gonna end. That and Tommy Chong going to jail for peeing in public and other LA transgressions make up this epic saga of a morality play acting like a film school student's thesis movie and ending up like they couldn't decide what to throw on the editing room floor. Somebody shoulda reminded everybody about continuity and pacing. What they should have done was watched repoman before getting high and rolling the cameras. Now that is a great "indie" film. Somewhere in there is a dramatic turn about a baby dying at childbirth and the parents being Hollywood hot shots that gets lost in the sauce. I just watched it and all I remember now is Chong with that illegal smile on his face and a million wardrobe changes from salvation army shop. Wait, its medical cannabis now in California so apologies to John Prine. Its legal. There I was in LA 14 years and never got my card let alone even smoke weed legally after a lifetime of doing it illegally and facing possible prison time... just like Tommy Chong although he got railroaded for shipping glassware bongs into Pennsylvania, not for smoking the ganja. Wacky world. Maybe the galactic council in this movie should have let the earth be wiped out after all. If they'd been shown this flick it would have swayed the jury.
Yep, I was right. 2.5 million I found on this article written by the producer named Bobbitt. Wasn't the dude who had his manhood cut off by his angry mail order bride named Bobbitt? Seems he learned how to deal with SAG doing this particular masterpiece. SAG forced them to make the writer's fee or something a hundred grand or 2.5% of the budget. I understood there would be no math but...
Gerald Brunskill, the writer, director and chief bottle washer of this thing was a drummer for some local LA band apparently and shouldn't have quit his day job. It looks like they made it on their days off in some typically LA looking locations. I lived there for 14 years chauffeuring the rich and infamous and yes, it mostly looks like this movie. Lots of dilapidated storefronts, closed theaters, alleys brimming with garbage and the occasional slick steel and glass building full of trendy, lying scumbags. Its Hollywood after all. Dealt with a lot of people like Luke Perry's character.
I said there were spoilers but really, there's not much here to spoil. The dialogue sounds like they wrote it a few minutes before shooting and just tossed out something to make it seem like a storyline. Chong sort of rolls with the punches and looks extremely stoned. The rest of the cast just seem perplexed by their characters and the script. It sort of just runs together like a bunch of cobbled one liners going in a sort of same direction. Not much gets hashed out except maybe smoking the hash oil. Weak attempts at mocking organized religions except maybe judaism with one odd rabbi walks into a bar joke... lots of people walking into a bar jokes hold this thing together like a band-aid, and an even weaker moral of the story storyline about being nice to one another or the world's gonna end. That and Tommy Chong going to jail for peeing in public and other LA transgressions make up this epic saga of a morality play acting like a film school student's thesis movie and ending up like they couldn't decide what to throw on the editing room floor. Somebody shoulda reminded everybody about continuity and pacing. What they should have done was watched repoman before getting high and rolling the cameras. Now that is a great "indie" film. Somewhere in there is a dramatic turn about a baby dying at childbirth and the parents being Hollywood hot shots that gets lost in the sauce. I just watched it and all I remember now is Chong with that illegal smile on his face and a million wardrobe changes from salvation army shop. Wait, its medical cannabis now in California so apologies to John Prine. Its legal. There I was in LA 14 years and never got my card let alone even smoke weed legally after a lifetime of doing it illegally and facing possible prison time... just like Tommy Chong although he got railroaded for shipping glassware bongs into Pennsylvania, not for smoking the ganja. Wacky world. Maybe the galactic council in this movie should have let the earth be wiped out after all. If they'd been shown this flick it would have swayed the jury.