You know how it’s been said that time flies when you’re having fun? Well, time really fucking soars when you’re staying high, because somehow a whole 10 years have passed since we were blessed with David Gordon Green’s Pineapple Express.
Seth Rogen and James Franco always seem to have a ball together on screen, and as Dale Denton and Saul Silver, they’re given plenty of space for it. Rogen co-wrote Pineapple Express and originally was intending to play goofy pot dealer Saul, but instead takes on the role of Saul's customer, a 25-year-old who witnesses a murder and must make a plan for survival when he fears he will be identified by the very exclusive Pineapple Express roach he left at the scene. Together, Saul and Dale embark on a paranoid journey to Red, played with vigor by Danny McBride, and they take on the bad guys who happen to sell really good pot. It's pot that smells like "God’s vagina," pot so good that "it’s a shame to smoke it, it’s like killing a unicorn … with a bomb."
Stoner movies in the past had missed the chance to give the dealer’s role some dimension, which includes cracking jokes about lingerers and the subpar snicklefritz sold to undesirable customers. When the credits rolled on Pineapple Express 10 years ago, my now-ex felt seen, and finally had a character for him. Saul Silver is the dealer we all wished we had, the guy who not only hooked you up with the best weed but made you feel like his best fucking friend forever.
When the credits rolled on Pineapple Express 10 years ago, my now-ex felt seen and finally had a character for him.
Put Pineapple Express on tonight, and make sure you’re stoned when you do—like, really, really stoned, feeling like a slice o’ butter melting on top of a big ol’ pile of flapjacks stoned. It’s how the movie was meant to be enjoyed.