There’s a scene (video below) midway through the Doris Day-Rock Hudson romantic comedy Pillow Talk (1959) that has always fascinated me. Through the benefit of hindsight, it’s impossible to watch the scene as it was viewed contemporaneous to its release.

Any credibility this site had has gone down the toilet now that Robert Fure rants about fake farts for 500 words.

Some action movies make you drive a little faster once you leave the theater; some dramas make you re-think your life and donate money to the Red Cross. Which movies make you hungry?

I suppose you can say that the core Harold and Kumar audience of stoners and slackers will enjoy the rude humor and drug references, but the rest of us clean and sober folks are going to be left cold.

Neil Patrick Harris demands that you pay this game in some form. And who can argue with NPH? Surely not us mere mortals.

After a botched flight to Amsterdam, Kevin and Neil are sent to Guantanamo Bay… then escape back to the Magical Studio in the Sky.

Harold is back. Kumar is back. NPH is back. You knew this was coming, but you had no idea that it would be this ridiculous.