Picking up where the last film ended, Harold and Kumar take off for Amsterdam but get sent to Guantanamo Bay. Harold and Kumar Toke Up in Tora Bora? If you were really, really high, that might be good for a laugh. Unbelievably awful, Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay is a wickedly bad trip. Neil Patrick Harris, reprising a cameo role as his ex-Doogie Howser self, is a welcome diversion-but his character’s eventual fate is such a puzzling downer you find yourself wishing, against all your best instincts, for a sequel. For a good four-fifths of the film, Harold is fuming about Kumar’s (admittedly idiotic) sabotage of their Amsterdam trip, and his grudge saddles the movie with a mood of glum sourness. But not only are Kumar and Harold hardly ever high this time around they’re scarcely on speaking terms. ![]() Cho and Penn’s giggly chemistry in the first movie was a celebration of that sacred bond. ![]() ![]() (Last year’s Smiley Face, in which Anna Faris played a solo female stoner, was an underrated exception to the two-guy rule.) Toking up is all the better with that one friend who really gets you-and that friendship, in turn, is burnished by the weed-fueled adventures you share. HAROLD AND KUMAR ESCAPE FROM GUANTANAMO BAY marks the triumphant return of these two hilarious, slacker anti-heroes. This may be the worst sin of Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay: It betrays the spirit of the stoner comedy, which has traditionally been subversive-when it wasn’t detailing the love affair between two marginally functional young men and their stash of sweet, sweet herb.
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