Status
Released
original language
English
Budget
$ 0
Revenue
$ 41675194
Cheech / Dwayne "Red" Mendoza
Chong
Donna
Candy
Mr. Neatnik
Gloria
Gay Motorcyclist
Executive
Music Store Salesman
Old Lady
Cop Shotgun
Miss Hatchet
Drunk in Welfare Office
Womba
Gas Station Owner
Welfare Child
Cop Driver
Beautiful
Swedish Maid
One Man Band
Cook
Welfare Actor
Wardrobe Girl
Wino
Leaflet Lady
Guard at Gate
Welfare Black
Welfare Comedian
Welfare Recipient
Mexican Man in Welfare Office
Junkie in Welfare Office
Johnny
Doorman
Pinochle Player
Pinochle Player
Massage Girl
Massage Girl
Massage Girl
Massage Girl
Massage Girl
Massage Girl
Client
Client
Hostage
Cop at Hotel
Cop at Hotel
Cop at Hotel
Cop at Hotel
Cop at Hotel
Cop at Hotel
Lady Bouncer
Startled Man
Chicken Charlie (Groundling)
Gloria's Mom (Groundling)
Pee Wee Herman / Desk Clerk (Groundling)
First Assistant Director (Groundling)
Second Assistant Director (Groundling)
Third Assistant Director (Groundling)
Man in Hotel (Groundling)
Woman in Hotel (Groundling)
Cameraman (Groundling)
Massage Parlor Owner (Groundling)
Chick Hazard Private Eye (Groundling)
Director (Groundling)
Hostage (Groundling)
Hostage (Groundling)
El Pachuco (Groundling)
Standup Comic (Groundling)
Old Lady in Music Store (uncredited)
Party Patron (uncredited)
Skater (uncredited)
Massage Girl (uncredited)
Guest Star (uncredited)
Pedestrian (uncredited)
Businessman (uncredited)
Kid (uncredited)
Comedy Room Bouncer (uncredited)
Comedy Room Brawl Patron (uncredited)
Written by FilipeManuelNeto on 2023-09-12
**If Up in Smoke was very bad, this film managed to be even worse.** I didn't like “Up in Smoke” and there was little chance of me liking anything in the film that followed. In fact, the first one seems to be even better than this one, which from me is saying a lot, considering that I thought the first film was very bad. In this production, which I hated, we still had a relatively capable story that helped to understand things, and that served as a framework for a ton of jokes and the constant glorification of drug use, especially marijuana. In this film there is no story to tell: we have the jokes, which are even more idiotic, the kind that don't make us laugh but think “how was this possible”, and we continue, invariably, to have drugs, in quantities that would make the Colombian cartels richer than most countries in the world. I don't know what Cheech Marin and Tommy Chong saw to make cycles of films in which the use of recreational drugs is glorified as if they were gifts from the Olympic gods. If only they were able to make you laugh... but not even that. It's a film that should suffer the same fate as the drugs themselves: being burned.