Seattle Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay

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Genre: Action/Adventure, Comedy
Release Date: 04/25/2008
Running Time: 102 mins
Director: Jon Hurwitz, Hayden Schlossberg
Cast: John Cho, Kal Penn, Eric Winter, David Krumholtz, Neil Patrick Harris, Robert Corddry, Christopher Meloni, Ed Helms, Eddie Kaye Thomas, Paula Garces
Producer: Greg Shapiro, Nathan Kahane
Writer: Jon Hurwitz, Hayden Schlossberg
Distributor: Warner Bros. Pictures
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Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay

Once more, Harold Lee (John Cho) and Kumar Patel (Kal Penn) are on a road trip, this time not in search of the perfect late-night slider—a positively Homerian quest—but the old college friend who can clear their good names with the U.S. government after Kumar gets busted trying to light a smokeless bong on an airplane to Amsterdam. A franchise that began as a half-assed, half-baked, but natural Political Statement shrouded in pot smoke now strives too hard for relevancy, and its satire this time around is rendered clunky and clownish—chiefly in the guise of former Daily Show correspondent Rob Corddry as Ron Fox, a Homeland Security official who’s so determinedly racist that he makes the Ku Klux Klansmen who show up later look cuddly. Corddry, whose acting style has always been too arch and hammy for the big screen, immediately takes one look at Harold and Kumar and decides it’s “Al Qaeda and North Korea working together,” then ships the twosome off to Gitmo. Broken down into its individual sketches—toilet-paper commercials have more narrative—Guantanamo Bay isn’t without its random laughs, most courtesy of Neil Patrick Harris as, of course, “Neil Patrick Harris,” the way-too-hetero ’shroom junkie tailing a rainbow-riding unicorn on his way to a Texas whorehouse, where he goes to “get my fuck on” moments before brandishing a branding iron. — Robert Wilonsky