Learning from Movies: Dude, Where's My Car?

Okay, I admit it. I have a weakness for dumb stoner comedies.

Even completely straight and sober, I laugh at movies like Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle, How High, and Half-Baked.

Released in 2000 to miserable reviews (18% on Rotten Tomatoes), Dude, Where’s My Car? didn’t interest even me...but one day I needed some cheering up and it was OnDemand.

I gave it a shot, and it joined my list of favorite stupid pot comedies.



What you can learn from two stoners, their girlfriends, cultists, jocks, hot alien chicks, a transsexual stripper, and a pot smoking dog after the break.

• Sometimes it helps to return to the state of mind you were in when you lost what you’re looking for, unless that state of mind was black-out hammered.
• On the other hand, asking your stoner friends for help isn’t a better idea.
• If you lose your memory, check your pockets. Everything you need to retrace your steps is there.
• No “and then!”
• If a desirable person offers you oral pleasure in exchange for something, make sure you get the pleasure first.

• Remember your alter identity. Don’t confuse it with your room-mate’s alter ego.
• When teaching blind kids how to play T-ball, make sure to turn off your phone and/or beeper.
• Don’t be scared of cultists who meet in their leader’s parent’s barn. If he can’t afford his own place, or his own car, just humor them and walk away.

• On the other hand, sometimes the geeky people really are picking up interstellar transmissions, and get invited to parties in the Crab Nebula.
• In France, ostrich poaching is a very serious, and very weird, crime.
• If you don’t know what the Continuum Transfunctioner looks like, how do you know it’s not in your pockets? Or your locker at the putt-putt golf course?
• Don’t go down in history as the guy who destroyed the universe.
• “Special treat” is not girlfriend-speak for sex, except when it is.

Love, and needing to move your bowels, can feel a lot alike.