Kal Penn is my hero. Seriously. From the advent of Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle, I knew that this was going to be a balls out feature. Would a relative unknown risk being immortalized in our cultural subconscious because of one wide angle shot of his naked Indian body? Of course! Comedy done the Kal Penn way: "To hell with dignity, lets show some ass!".

From the creators of Dude Where's My Car, HKGTWC entertained and left me on the verge of tears on occasion. Admittedly, I forced myself to lower expectations because of its default membership in the 'stoner flick' club. That may explain why I was significantly more fond of this flick than Dude, in addition to the fact that it seemed like the filmmakers didn't automatically assume only stoners would watch HKGTWC. I was also surprised to be only one of 3 people in the theater when I watched this flick. All in all, the environs did little to deter me from laughing my ass off.

As for the high points:

Doogie Howser MD! The Neil Patrick Harris cameo was absolutely perfect. He plays a high-on-ecstasy/womanizing/cleptomaniac version of himself in the movie (I wonder what the journal entry would look like after his travails that night).

The Asian Club! ALRIGHT, I was regretfully part of a very similar club back in my college years. But being the only Asian in the theater I couldn't help but laugh at the stereotypical caricatures of the overachieving Asian mafia at Princeton U. Not to mention everyone's transformation from geek to chic at their dorm room party! Ah, the good old days.

Shamless Self-Promotion: By the end of the film, even I wanted to inhale 20 sliders (tm) from White Castle (though the closest one is probably about 3 hours from where I live). The WC reference was so over done, that there's no way anyone will possibly associate WC burgers with post-marijuana binges. They weren't high the entire flick, right?