Framesofnick’s review published on Letterboxd:
YALL ARE WRONG
You see you gotta go into the movie the same way as Francis Ford Coppola, blazed out of your fucking mind. You gotta meet him on the same plane, the same level of thinking. Hitting the cart 6 times before entering the showing like I did.
And only then will you find out this is the best anti drug PSA ever
This movie genuinely made me want to avoid weed for as long as I live. If this movie is any indication on what smoking for two years straight has done to my mind then holy shit. I’m fucking scared sober.
There is unbelievable levels of self sucking going on here that you know what, I respect. To push your life to get your dream project done is absolutely irable even if the final product is doo doo from a butt. To put an end to your regrets as you reach the finish line of life by completing your final dream. For that very reason I have to applaud a man so driven to see it through even if it makes absolutely no sense to the hundreds of millions that are [not] watching this movie.
Everything just makes no sense. There’s microsoft powerpoint title cards, the acting is so inconsistently directed, the ending just happens like they accidentally deleted a scene. I found myself just thoroughly entertained by the sheer level of insanity on display with a budget that only a psycho would put their money against.
This shit is ass but I laughed. But also not ass and endearing? Idk maybe the 5 stars ironic maybe they’re not you’ll never know
Also the cgi in this reminded me of Ninja Sex Party music videos
Also Francis Ford Coppola would love Epcot bro like just make a trip or somethin