Pineapple Express 4

While being high may be quite the pleasant state, it is probably not good to write an entire screenplay in that condition. How else to explain the el stupido factor of this film from the usually reliable Judd Apatow factory? The male bonding that made the other films sort of sweet was so heavy here as to be icky. But worse was the glorification of socially unredeeming acts – drug dealing to minors, murder, gang violence, reckless car chases – that didn’t produce a plot to care about and, worst of all, weren’t funny. I laughed out loud during the 20-minute setup, establishing the familiar stoner characters, but not once the rest of the way.

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