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Larnell (John Patrick Jordan), Bachman (Mitch Eakins) and Brett (Bryan
Lloyd) all suffer from weird side effects from their excessive marijuana
use in the first Evil Bong -
perpetual horniness, narcolepsy and excessive eating, respectively -, so
they ask their brainy friend Allistair (Brett Chukerman) for help -, and
his idea to cure them is to trace the bong back to its origins in the
South American jungle. For some reason, they have the good idea to also
take the retirement-aged delivery guy (Sonny Carl Davis), who has brought
them the bong in the first place, with them.
In South America, where
they suspect the origin of the bong, they find a hot scientist, Velicity
(Amy Paffrath), who is developing super weed to cure cancer and who soon
has the hots for Larnell ... but she works together with Larnell's
foul-mouthed gramps Cyril (Jacob Witkin) - who it soon turns out wants to
sell the weed on the street. Somehow he gets hold of the pieces of the
original evil bong and pieces it back together, but then he and the
delivery guy are kidnapped by the Poontang tribe of topless amazons. The
Poontang tribe it turns out is ruled by King Bong, Evil Bong's ex, who
sucks people into a parallel world to ... well, not sure about that one,
but the scenario is always that men are first seduced by the Poontang
girls, then tied up and stuff.
To save the delivery guy, our heroes (who
have since been cured of their conditions) let King Bong transport them to
the other dimension, where after some shenanigans they can destroy his
source of power, an amulet, thanks to a tip from Evil Bong, who actually
isn't evil at all in this one.
And in the end, Larnell gets the girl ...
not that Evil Bong was an overly
intelligent movie, and the sequel is about as brainless - but at least, it
tries to take the story into a new direction ... even if that new
direction makes it pretty much even more moronic than the first one. But
to be honest, the film delivers what the enjoyably silly title suggests: A
stupid stoner comedy with a supernatural undercurrent, jokes of the
hit-or-miss variety, and topless babes. All of this might not make a great
movie, but at least an ok excuse to waste some time in front of the TV
with a couple of beers and a couple of mates.