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Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay

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By Robert Wilonsky

Published on April 22, 2008 at 5:10pm

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 looking for the old college friend who can clear their 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-baked political statement shrouded in pot smoke now strives too hard to be relevant, its satire rendered clunky and clownish. Broken down into its individual sketches — toilet-paper commercials have more narrative — Guantanamo Bay isn't without its random laughs. Most are courtesy of Neil Patrick Harris as, of course, "Neil Patrick Harris," the way-hetero 'shroom junkie tailing a rainbow-riding unicorn on his way to a Texas whorehouse.