"How High is it now?" "The bong just entered your lower intestine." "How High" is my new definition of Insanely Terrible. After loving so many fun black/pot movies like "Half Baked" and "Friday", it seemed we would be destined that something like this would come and take all of my faith in humanity away.
"How High" is essentially three things: 1, it's a stereotypical black pot movie, starring Methodman and Redman as two stoner retards who, through smoking their death friend Ivory, get into Harvard and then cause havok. 2, it's a film that tries to offend everyone, much like better films South Park: BLU and Freddy Got Fingered. And 3, it's an absolute atrocity of a film, a totally worthless bit of junk that not even toddlers could enjoy.
The film's biggest problem seems to be that it can't find its sense of humor - this is because it has none. It's all about smoking weed, bangin' hoes, destroying stuff and smoking weed. And also bangin' hoes. Trying to take the "offend everyone" path, it falls painfully short: while it includes major anti-white racist jokes (which aren't funny) and also abuses every other subculture and pop subculture EXCEPT Blacks - none of which is at all amusing - it then misses all of the actual opportunties to poke offensive fun, like the Women's Studies scene which is just immature instead of offensively funny. It's bland, appalling crap. The only scene which is clever is when the two losers decide to dig up a corpse to smoke, in which the film almost reaches it's aim - but it still falls flat, while basically any of the audience who hasn't gone outside to throw up is still left unamused.
Redman and Methodman are terrible at acting and should never be allowed near a camera again. Scratch that - they should never be allowed in public again. While proving that their acting is (amazingly)worse than their rapping, they stand around looking stupid with a bunch of other acting rejects who can't use what little material there is in this stupidity to make a laugh. The final word on this heinous monstrocity is to avoid at all cost. How's this for comparison - we watched both this film and a Leslie Nielson hunk'o'junk called 2001: A Space Travesty - a film which was barely about space AND featured a parrot in soup - and the Space Travesty was better. Avoid at all costs.