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Time to Work, Smith Favorite Movie Quote: "I don't think I'm alone in the world in imagining this flick may be the worst idea since Greedo shooting first. You know it, but... a Jay and Silent Bob movie? Feature length? Who'd pay to see that?" When Metallica was asked why they didn't make another Master of Puppets, Lars Ulrich responded by asking what would be the point to making another album that they already made. Ignoring the irony of what Metallica has been up to lately, Kevin Smith could've been the fan that asked that question. Sadder still is that Smith even references the idea of doing the same thing over and over again despite the lack of growth in Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. The only thing that makes Kevin Smith forgivable is that he's rarely claimed to be anything but a paycheck-seeking prostitute. Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back was supposed to be the last hurrah for Smith's Jersey multiverse where Caitlin Bree screwed a dead guy in the back of a convenience store and Jay (Jason Mewes) and Silent Bob (Smith) seem to be the stoner equivalent of Kane walking the earth. The movie is essentially a road trip in which the two half-wits travel from Jersey to Los Angeles to prevent a movie from being made that features them as the very goofy numb-skulls that they are. Along the way they meet a monkey, and a slew of cameos (a Smith Staple in his crappy movies) mostly consisting of characters from Smith's previous movies. The main problem is that Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back is like a spoof film full of homages to Smith's own films that were already, for the most part, tongue-in-cheek to start with. Unlike Dogma, Chasing Amy, Clerks, and HELL even Mallrats which have their own voice and cast, JaSBSB is like a big incestuous orgy where Smith relives his glory days of better movies. The point being that if you've seen Smith's past films you don't need to see JaSBSB, and if you haven't seen his past films you probably won't understand much of anything. It seems that Kevin Smith and Scott Mosier should've been driving across the country to stop this movie from being made - only they were the ones making it. Don't get me wrong, there's still some fun to be had with these characters - Mewes is consistently funny throughout - but it just smacks of everything that is wrong with Hollywood and movie-making today when a piece of sh*t like this that takes absolutely no effort whatsoever to make can be profitable enough to warrant Smith getting to do it again. While many people hated Jersey Girl - and it was more trite than right - at least it looks as if Smith took longer than two days to write the script. With JaSBSB, I feel that he should have requested his fans just send him the price of the ticket - history has proven they will - and forgone wasting everyone's time by actually making the movie. I like Kevin Smith, but my ticket money is not a charity donation. Until he earns it, he'll never see another penny of mine. It's like a hot chick with big t*ts. Why should she ever bother to develop a sense of humor or a brain if her t*ts get her everything that she could ever want? I think there's still a good filmmaker inside Kevin Smith and I'd like it if people would force him to actually prove it. email this review to a friend
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