Fucking godawful. A ton of comedy talent (Keegan Michael Key! Kumail Nanjiani! Rob Corddry! Plus a ton of members of comedy groups The State, Stella, and others) are completely wasted on a stoner-friendly horror spoof that relentlessly goes for easy jokes and lame improv comedy.
Writer/directing team of Robert Ben Garant and Thomas Lennon, who also make an appearance as two chain-smoking, hard-living exorcist priests, have come up with some jokes that do work on paper, such as Key's character, a ridiculous Cajun caricature with no sense of personal space or privacy, or some extended absurdist sequences where the film stops to stare at people sampling local Louisiana cuisine for uncomfortably long stretches of time. But the results are never more than mildly amusing, and they carry on for so long they almost inevitably overstay their welcome. And those are the better parts of the movie. Avoid, unless you actually enjoy this sort of Your Highness-style low-effort shit.
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