A high school comedy in which two former friends come together to get the entire campus stoned could reek of not just THC but of banal stoner snickers. However, High School ensured that, despite my sober state, I would have just as much fun as the chemically altered characters on screen (sans the paranoia).
Henry (Matt Bush) is a straight laced overachiever who eyes his fantastic GPA as his ticket to freedom. In contrast, his former childhood pal Travis (Travis Breaux Sean Marquette) is the pot-smoking slacker who merely laughs at the Sharpie-d cock scribbles on his face, compliments of his other underachieving compadres. Separated over the years, a minor car accident bring Henry and Travis back together to visit their childhood treehouse. Despite the fear of being institutionalized like the kids in the PSA’s, Henry decides to try a joint to loosen up his intensity. When Principle Gordon decides to institute a school wide drug test, Henry’s MIT scholarship and valedictorian positions become imperiled. But Travis has a plan to hide Henry’s urine results: baking the entire school in the hopes of having the test results discarded.
The usual high school film crises are put to use (fear of failing, getting expelled, going to jail) in combination to more serious challenges (not getting dead, not witnessing your Principle masturbate). These varying crises generate a fresh urgency that results good tension; you’re holding your breath anticipating how they will hurdle the next obstacle.
The cornrow’d, tatted, and twitchy Adrien Brody as Psycho Ed is a far cry from The Pianist, which makes it all the more an unmissable display of his virtuosity: while he’s delightfully demented, you really don’t want to piss this guy off.
If you’re not looking for it, you just might miss Michael Chiklis under a frumpy mustache and toupee. Other familiar faces, Colin Hanks and Brian Williams (among many others), round out the film’s smorgasbord of hilarity.
If you were a fan of Detroit Rock City or Superbad, you should smoke this comedic fattie.
Your article needs a slight correction:
“In contrast, his former childhood pal Travis (Travis Breaux) is the pot-smoking slacker who merely laughs at the Sharpie-d cock scribbles on his face, compliments of his other underachieving compadres.”
“…former childhood pal Travis (Sean Marquette) is the pot smoking…”
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