Kelly Choi
May 24, 2002 AT 04:00 AM EDT

Watch this flick stone-cold straight or lit like a neon sign; either way, the result is the same: Bluntly put, you’ll feel no high with ”High.” After puffing lots of wisdom-inducing reefer, a deadbeat duo somehow wind up at Harvard University, bagging campus chicks and acing exams while they’re at it. But you’ll tire of the hip-hoppers’ sorry-ass ganja jokes and doofus kiddie pranks. For a better buzz, scrap the movie and chug a can of Jolt.

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