When it comes to storytelling (or songwriting for that matter) love is probably the most over-utilized jumping off point. It’s to be expected. So many of us spend so much of our time longing for it or working towards it or doing our best to maintain it. The stakes of losing love are high enough as to almost necessitate injecting it into a story whenever you can. It’s the most basic tale we can tell. What has manifested then is a genre that uses love as a starting point while spending much more time exploring it’s minutiae. And so, All the Real Girls.
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Ahhh, the pot movie. The stoner flick. Such a well-traversed and easily discounted genre. The luxury of these features is that the expectations are never very high. Even for comedy, the writers/producers/directors of a movie about weed are generally held to a pretty light standard. There’s a built in audience and that audience isn’t always the most discerning. Nonetheless, Pineapple Express strives to be among those few standouts of the genre. Up in Smoke, Dazed and Confused, Friday, Harold and Kumar, and Pineapple Express? Sure, why not.