I haven’t done a movie review in sometime. Last night, the girlfriend and I were bored, so we decided to do the movie thing. After checking out the schedule, I realized Harold & Kumar was playing at midnight… jackpot. So we dodged gang shootings (seriously) on the way to the South Beach movie theater and prayed this wasn’t another sequel that bites the dust.

I couldn’t have left the theater happier. Firstly, bravo to the writers. From my knowledge, Harold and Kumar 2 was supposed to come out two years ago, and it was to feature Harold and Kumar in Amsterdam for 90 minutes. ::yawn:: The script was entirely gutted, and the result was a masterpiece.

I consider Harold and Kumar my generations Cheech and Chong, only with clever writing. This isn’t a stab against C&C, but come on, they were pumping those things out once ever three months.

Harold and Kumar is a must see. Neil Patrick Harris brands his initials on a whore’s ass while on ’shrooms, they hit on making fun of every race, culture, ethnicity, and prejudice you can imagine, and there are about 20 nice vaginas in it. Need I see more?