
It was actually better than I could have hoped it would be. It showed Doug Benson onstage almost every day during the thirty days without and the thirty days of constant highness, but there was also a subplot of the medical marijuana advocates in California, the "dispensaries" and their dealings with the DEA "illegally" breaking in and shutting the places down and the protests, etc. It also showed a not-too-pretty version of the man as he buffooned his way through his daily life, going to doctor appointments, taking S.A.T. and psychic tests. (He had someone driving him around during the film, which is probably a good thing, but probably didn't truly test his ability to be high around the clock and function.) A cautionary tale? Not exactly. But it has some really funny moments, particularly the live-taped stand-up stuff, which doesn't always stand up in a film, so to speak, and here it did. For a second there, I considered giving the film (and all the ones to come) a score, 1 to 5 or something like that. But my brain's a little foggy this morning -- because of the experimenting I did around going to see the movie last night -- and coming up with a scoring scale would hurt me right now.
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