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- Dude, Where’s My Car?
- Runtime:83 min
- Release Date:2013-11-29 08:48:30
- Director: Danny Leiner
- Genres: Action, Comedy, Mystery, Sci-Fi
MOVIE REVIEW:Dude, Where’s My Car?
It was so stupid that I couldn't complete it. After a while I just
starting forwarding it, saw that it doesn't get better and eventually
It's almost like a Disney cartoon mixed with a teen movie. Sean William
Scott and Ashton Kutcher, like in the cartoons, are always like "Oh,
let's do this. And after this, we'll do that! And then we'll have sex!"
The whole idea is really stupid and not at all funny.
The makers have tried to make a teen movie in the American pie mould
but have also tried to include cartoonish innocence in the characters,
which totally doesn't work.
And the jokes are lame. None of them work it's not funny at all.
This is an awful movie. A must not watch. Don't waste your time.
No insult to Ashton Kutcher and Seann William Scott, but these two
couldn't carry a movie if it was strapped to their backs and weighed
next-to-nothing (not a bad description of Dude, by the way). Secondly,
Leiner, in a blatant attempt to get as many people into theaters as
possible, whittled away at his R-rated subject matter until it achieved
a PG-13 rating. As a result, not only is the final script of Dude
lobotomized, but it has been emasculated as well. If those two things
happened to a human being, he would be locked away in a quiet cell
somewhere, not put on display in a multiplex for everyone to gawk at in
stunned disbelief. The film is horribly unfunny, bad written and bad
In brief, the story – to the extent that there is one – goes something
like this… Jesse (Ashton Kutcher, of TV's "That '70s Show") and
Chester (Seann William Scott) are twenty-ish stoners who wake up one
morning and can't remember what happened the previous night. And what a
night it was – according to eyewitnesses, they were waving around money
like they had it to burn, managed to get the sexy Christie Boner
(Kristy Swanson) to take her top off, bought donuts for the entire
police force, spent some time in a strip bar with a transsexual,
trashed their girlfriends' house, and lost Jesse's car. Now, Jesse and
Chester have to find that car before they're captured by a group of
cultists who are convinced that the two morons have a device that will
provide them with the means to travel beyond the solar system. In case
you haven't guessed by now, Dude, Where's My Car? gets its title from
the fact that (1) the two main characters spend the entire movie
looking for the car, and (2) their vocabulary is limited to two words:
"dude" and "sweet" (and Sweet, Where's My Car? lacks the same ring).
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
This movie has a perfect script, it is perfectly acted, the directing
is visionary, and even the cheap special effects are iconic. If this
isn't the best comedy of the decade, that's because it's the best
comedy of all time.
The plot seems rudimentary: two stoners wake up with no memory, and
can't find their car. They have a "Who's on first" dialogue about their
car, then they go about the business of reconstructing the forgotten
events of the previous day, with impossibly funny gags thrown in at an
It quickly becomes clearer that what they forgot was not any ordinary
day. They forgot that which is impossible to forget.
A lifetime supply of jello! Thirty stolen pizzas! And that's just the
appetizer. each event is quickly one-upped by an even more
unforgettable event, and the writer is constantly daring you to imagine
what could possibly be more unforgettable, only to reveal it, and
A suitcase of money! A transsexual stripper! Making out with "Christie
Boner"! Hot space-chicks in jumpsuits! Space-nerds dressed in bubble
wrap! Nordic space-dudes! Finally, the most mysterious and powerful
object in the whole universe, and it was right under your nose! And
everything hangs together— not a single plot-point is forced,
everything seems inevitable, everything works. That's virtuoso writing.
I know what you're thinking: I could easily top these plot events by
throwing in hostile ostriches and a fifty foot tall woman. You're
The movie is like a Russian doll: each outrage is a small part of an
even bigger outrage. There is no cheap laugh. Even the silliest gags
are rooted in deeply intelligent observations, like the way in which
the idiomatic Chinese transliterated phrase "and then" is often used
inappropriately by Chinese speakers of English. Or the way in which any
folksy wisdom can be turned into funny by translating to Yoda. Or how
shibby can put a "Llama" label your mental ostrich.
Like Charles Bukowski's "Pulp", the movie doesn't shy away from having
space aliens in the plot with no hesitation or explanation. The dialog
is written in vapid language, so that the intelligence is only revealed
in the higher-level structure. This makes the movie seem superficially
dumb to dumb people.
If this movie were dumb, it couldn't be so devastatingly funny. I saw
it when it came out, and I nearly died laughing in an otherwise empty
I assure you that every single plot point is resolved in a satisfying
way, no loose threads. And that's a tall order for a movie with this
The attention to detail is unbelievable. Each of the different groups
of characters each have different elaborate hand signals which they
use. The costumes are inspired— the bubble wrap suits, the most
perfect outfits in cinema history, cost $0 to make. The track-suits
make the stoners look out of touch, the jumpsuits make the aliens look
alien, the pizza outfit make Mr. Pizzacolli look like a Pizza shop
owner, without any effort. This is the triumph of imagination over
Another effort by this director "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle"
was very good too, but not at the same iconic level as this one.
"Harold and Kumar go to Guantanamo" was spotty, marred by unnecessary
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