Cheech & Chong's Next Movie

Just what we all need...a really good hit!

6.0
19801h 39m

Perennially stoned Cheech and Chong tear through the city of Los Angeles, causing trouble wherever they go. After Cheech loses his job, the two pot enthusiasts head to the welfare offices where Cheech's girlfriend, Donna, works. Instead of collecting unemployment, they find themselves thrown back on the streets, searching for a way to earn new income. But when Cheech's cousin, "Red" Mendoza, arrives, things get even crazier.

Production

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Trailers & Videos

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Official Trailer

Cast

Photo of Cheech Marin

Cheech Marin

Cheech / Dwayne "Red" Mendoza

Photo of Peter Bromilow

Peter Bromilow

Gay Motorcyclist

Photo of Ed Peck

Ed Peck

Cop Shotgun

Photo of John Steadman

John Steadman

Drunk in Welfare Office

Photo of Shelby Chong

Shelby Chong

Beautiful

Photo of Kim Hopkins

Kim Hopkins

Wardrobe Girl

Photo of Ben Powers

Ben Powers

Welfare Black

Photo of Michael Winslow

Michael Winslow

Welfare Comedian

Photo of Natividad Vacío

Natividad Vacío

Mexican Man in Welfare Office

Photo of Alvin Childress

Alvin Childress

Pinochle Player

Photo of DeForest Covan

DeForest Covan

Pinochle Player

Photo of Missy Cleveland

Missy Cleveland

Massage Girl

Photo of Carl Weintraub

Carl Weintraub

Cop at Hotel

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Reviews

F

Filipe Manuel Neto

1/10

**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.

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