Saw Pineapple Express tonight with Joey. After watching some Olympic festivities and pushing down some Chinese (food, no pun intended) we picked up some purple guava Rockstars and hit the 11:05 showing. Still slightly buzzed from the caffeine, obviously. So, Pineapple Express. The day of the action comedy may be upon us once again. Well, maybe I shouldn't go quite that far but daaaang that shizz was funny. Could it be that the fact that I was on the one drug I have ever used for strictly recreational purposes made me feel slightly on the inside of the jokes. Obviously, the film had a necessary share of contraband; but, the bulk of the humor was either slap stick or non-sequitur in nature. In other words, the humor wasn't based completely around ganja, or doobie smack or whatever the kids are calling it these days. I found this rather delightful and I think others will also. Lots of death for a comedy, kind of graphic death. In fact, there were a couple scenes where I felt like I was the only one laughing and wondered weather or not I was emitting the appropriate response. Oh well.
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