Summary15 year old-yoga-nuts Colleen Collette and Colleen McKenzie love their smart phones and hate their after school job at Manitoban convenience store Eh-2-Zed. But when an ancient evil rises from beneath Canada’s crust and threatens their big invitation to a Grade 12 party, the Colleens join forces with the legendary man-hunter from Montrea...
Summary15 year old-yoga-nuts Colleen Collette and Colleen McKenzie love their smart phones and hate their after school job at Manitoban convenience store Eh-2-Zed. But when an ancient evil rises from beneath Canada’s crust and threatens their big invitation to a Grade 12 party, the Colleens join forces with the legendary man-hunter from Montrea...
Yoga Hosers is the best film Kevin Smith has made in a long time, which admittedly isn’t saying much. But this new cult comedy-thriller may well represent a turning point for the writer-director.
Yoga Hosers is tiring, and not because it's dumb or inherently obnoxious. No, as RogerEbert.com's resident Kevin Smith apologist, it pains me to say this, but: this movie should have been made by someone with more discipline.
This isn't a master piece, but take it for what it is. It's a comedy, and it's funny. That said: Enjoy yourself. This was well done for its budget. Maybe a little offensive, there are Brazis in it after all, but it comes together.
Anyone bashing Kevin Smith, what were you expecting? This was a good time at the movies, the 2 Colleen's were great characters and hopefully will be part of the "crew" moving forward in the cameo roles in the new Mallrats, and whatever else Kevin has coming up. The wait in between his films is hard enough, just go and enjoy! Kevin Smith fans will support him no matter what he does. Haters gonna hate I guess!
While Yoga Hosers continues Smith’s quest to push himself into increasingly strange and uncomfortable directions as a filmmaker, it’s either too derivative or too malformed to work the vast majority of the time.
Even fans who've stuck with Smith for two decades may draw the line at this outing, which offers ingredients just as inexplicable as those in Tusk (it's a sort of spinoff of that film) without the captivating weirdness that sometimes brought that midnighter to life.
Instead of a film that’s gleefully outlandish (see: “Sausage Party”), Yoga Hosers is a drag. It contains none of the vivacity of “Clerks,” “Mallrats” or “Chasing Amy,” and plenty of references to those days of yesteryear. It’s a cannibalization of all that we once loved about Smith and his movies.
Best movie of 2016 - KS' masterpiece meant for the archives or destined to be launched on a satellite to show distance life the best humans have to offer.
You have hosers doing yoga. Whats this about a hot dog **** you ask?
Kevin Smith's follow up to horror-comedy Tusk and the second entry in the "True North Trilogy" ups the humor, weirdness, and stupidity. You can tell it was built from the ground up to be a dumb B-movie. It's evident that Smith and crew were having a lot of fun making it. Fortunately some of that fun makes it's way into the movie making things a little easier for audiences to swallow. One just has to come into it with expecting outlandish absurdity.
Much like Tusk, the movie is kind of batcrap crazy. Only this time it's more in the realm of just plain stupid. It's a fun kind of stupid, but stupid nonetheless. The kind that's going to turn off a lot of people that don't have a stomach for over-the-top ridiculousness. The intentional silliness and refusal to take anything seriously is amusing. Smith fills the movie with clever one-liners and amusing scenarios that poke fun at this technology obsessed generation. The ranting of an old man? Perhaps. Luckily the two leads are given some sharp dialog to combat it and provide the audience with some chuckles.
Eventually though all this goofiness and oddball imagination reaches a point where it all beings to feel like too much. That's when the "Bratzis" (bratwurst ****) finally show up. We an amusing first conflict and then the plot deepens, we meet the main villain, and we start wishing things would wrap up already. Mercifully it does, but not before that eccentric sense of humor and absurdity that started as the movies strange sense of charm and strength in spite of it's flaws starts to get on our nerves. Then there's the stuff where Smith just takes shots at his critics.
After Tusk I was expecting something weird, funny, and maybe even moronic. Turns out that's exactly what I got and I found myself suitably amused throughout the majority of it's runtime. It lacks Tusk's charm and quality (a big red flag should be going up if you didn't like that movie), but altogether it can prove amusing if you're just looking for some cheap laughs and something different to watch with your brain turned off. If B-movie horror-comedies aren't your thing then don't bother checking this one out. It's the kind of movie you watch for the silly jokes and just to see what kind of bizarre crap happens onscreen. It does go to moronic at times, but it's not a total waste of time if you know what to expect. And let's be honest, the plot description should give you a pretty darn good idea of what that is.
6.2/10
It may not be the nex big KS movie but you can tell he enjoyed making this movie with his daughter.
Dumb jokes with **** bratwurst so expect stupidity.
It was a stupid yet fun ride.
I don't get it. I know everyone hates this movie but seriously, what the hell is this? Kevin Smith just does things for himself now with no regard to anyone else and it's supposed to be an artist's liberation? Very few auteurs get away this, let alone Smith and art this ain't. Everyone needs perspective and Smith seems to have completely lost it in service to his internet fanboydom that's become all about feeding his ego.
This esoteric follow up to Tusk from director Kevin Smith is bewilderingly strange, and uninspiring. Smith and Depp (the youngers) are both adequate but unpolished, though the ridiculousness of the script didn't really call for excellence. Depp the elder reprises his role of detective-with-atrocious-accent, perhaps included to make this a complete family affair. The storyline is dumb, the pacing is odd and mercifully the film is brief. Where Tusk was hideously unsettling, this is strangely banal and absurd in equal measure. Do not bother, even if you're a Smith fan. 3.02/10