Two successful
independent marijuana farmers, an ex-Navy Seal Chon and a planet saving, modern
day hippie Ben and their shared girlfriend O (Blake Lively) are approached by a
Mexican drug cartel to join their operation by choice or by force.
Before Oliver Stone
decides to make his next overly embellished true events film which my money is
going to be about the Penn State child molestation scandal where Oliver Stone
will change Joe Paterno’s character from a head coach that turned a blind eye
to a heinous crime into a kidnapping, drug addicting kingpin of the pedophiliac
sex trade, he decided to make a “movie.”
Based on Don Winslow’s
novel of the same name, who also co-wrote the movie, Stone tackles the subject
of the ultra profitable market of the California triangle’s weed industry. It’s
a fast paced film with a gritty look that serves the story and violence very
well. Selma Hayek is excellent (and ridiculously gorgeous) as the ruthless queenpin/heart broken mother
Elena Sanchez. Benicio Del Toro turns in another fantastic performance as her
blood thirsty, heartless right hand man Lado. John Travolta plays Dennis a DEA
agent who watches Chon’s and Ben’s backs for a percentage of their profits, but
in reality is out for himself. He and Del Toro share a hilarious, nearly show
stealing scene close to the climax of the movie.
Everyone’s acting was
commendable, but it was the three main characters that I took issues with.
Maybe because I’m always anxious to slap a hippy and I can’t stand spoiled
airheads. But Ben was cool. However, you would have to be on drugs to go
through the hell that Ben and Chon endure just to get some dingbat whom the two
best friends apparently can’t live without. During the entire movie I just
wanted Lado to cut the idiot little princess’ head off or for Ben and Chon to
take a break from the weed, maybe come to their senses and leave the skank
behind, but then there wouldn’t be much of a story.
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