Stopping to Smell the Daisies: A Conservative's View on 'Evil Bong 3D: The Wrath of Bong'

Stopping to Smell the Daisies: A Conservative's View on 'Evil Bong 3D: The Wrath of Bong'

Charles Band's *Evil Bong 3D: The Wrath of Bong* is a bizarre film that seems to almost intentionally challenge classical storytelling norms while unraveling a tale as smoky as its titular Bong. As an alien Bong lands in Los Angeles, this oddly symbolic narrative questions societal values while showcasing surreal humor.

Vince Vanguard

Vince Vanguard

If you thought that Hollywood couldn't get any more bizarre, allow me to introduce you to Evil Bong 3D: The Wrath of Bong—a 2011 film that redefines the term 'cult classic' in all the worst ways. Directed by Charles Band, this film unleashes more than just a few psychedelic visuals; it gives us a heinous glimpse into cultural absurdities wrapped in the guise of entertainment. Brace yourselves for a story featuring an alien Bong that threatens to destroy Earth by turning humans into brain-dead, lazy individuals. Let’s not sugarcoat this: it's a baffling showcase of Hollywood's ongoing quest to dumb down society.

The film begins its eccentric escapade with an alien Bong that crash-lands on Earth, and this isn't just any regular Bong, mind you. This Bong has a plan that involves sucking people into a dimension where their pointless desires are laid bare for the universe to ridicule. Doesn't it remind you of certain political ideologies that promise utopian dreams only to deliver chaos? The film is set in LA, a city that some say thrives on alternate realities. Whether intended or not, this chaotic, zombified landscape mirrors the cultural decay observed in liberal strongholds.

We’ve got to address the elephant in the room: the characters. What a motley crew they are! We’re talking about the epitome of stereotypes parading as characters. But, perhaps, that’s the beauty of it? A stoner-slothfest that refuses to deal with the harsh realities of life, alluring people with the bare minimum of effort before turning them into energy-zapped shells of human beings. Just like a good dose of mindless TV programming.

Hold on, did someone say 3D? Absolutely. Because why shouldn’t such an absurd project be taken to the next visual dimension? Imagine being fully immersed in senseless stoner antics. And get this, they had the audacity to include cheesy effects like things 'popping out' at you, tempting you to grab some Ludovico technique goggles just to survive the cinematic onslaught. Yet, the movie impressively preys on societal weakness—our addiction to stimulation without substance.

Now let’s talk lunacy. The film conjures up an entire ecosystem of fantastical ruins, where half-baked scheming meets half-baked execution. To appreciate the utter ridiculousness, you must have a firm understanding of lowbrow humor. Spectacularly hazy dream sequences are standard fare. Does it strike anyone else that this glorifies laziness and escapism? It's telling that so few critics impressed in their reviews—there you have it, a film that thrives on not caring about what anyone else thinks.

Correction: it does care. It cares deeply, just not about imaginative storytelling. Instead, it grabs the sinking tropes of uncultured comedy and runs with them in an awkward three-legged race. In the film, a group of marijuana enthusiasts is tasked with heroically defeating the Bong. These are the supposed saviors? Hardly the A-Team, folks.

The pacing of the plot? Stick a fork in it—because it’s done. Enjoy the moronic dialogue and aimless subplots; they make this cinematic treasure amusingly annoying. Yet, as you tumble through this Alice-in-Wonderland-esque mess, you start to catch a glimmering phrase like those annoying specks of gold in sure-to-be forgotten riverbeds. The phrase? 'Cautionary tale.' Indeed, if left unchecked, those who embrace just about anything can make even more trash out of morals.

Now, let’s be honest. Have you ever heard of a funnier, albeit prophetic, alien invasion plot? Exactly. Who could have guessed that marijuana was an alien tool for universal domination? But still, it must've struck more than one creative genius as logical within our current cultural climate.

The puppets-within-puppets scenario neatly ties up all the loose ends with about as much finesse as a cat on linoleum. But pause for reflection: Is the extraterrestrial Bong really alien, or just a new-age metaphor harpooning our hedonistic escapism? When you focus on that, you develop a kind of respect for the satirical undertone woven into such a chaotic narrative, albeit accidentally.

The final verdict? Evil Bong 3D: The Wrath of Bong is an unforgettable splash of absurdity in pop culture's least-endearing waterpark. Its unapologetically trashy humor may test your patience, but let’s find a silver lining—it could serve as a cautionary cinematic case study against unchecked liberal values, showing that not all societies’ intemperance and surrender to escapism offer a viable future. Hollywood, maybe it's time to take a different hit.