Colleen Collette and Colleen McKenzie are two teenage best friends from Winnipeg who spend their lives doing Yoga with their faces in their phones, 'Liking' or 'Not Liking' the real world around them.
But when these girls are invited to a Senior party by the school hottie, the Colleens accidentally uncover an ancient evil, long buried beneath the Manitoba earth......
The second part of a proposed trilogy, coming after the quite entertaining Tusk, Yoga Hosers is one of those rare films that begs the question 'what on earth happened to Kevin Smith?'.
22 years ago he was a fundamental part of how independent movies and comedies changed by releasing the phenomenal Clerks into the world on a shoestring budget.
That film had wonderful pop culture references, brilliant observations about the real world and self realisation, and it was hilarious to boot.
This has a bevy of family members and special guest stars doing nothing more than mugging at the screen, has a villain who does nothing more than spend the final third of the film doing really bad impressions of famous people, and to top it all off, has no coherence whatsoever.
So a party unleashes an evil which takes the form of racially incorrect sausages that kill on command, and only Kevin and Johnny's Daughter can save the day, with a little help from Johnny's Son and Ex-partner.
If it wasn't for Depp returning as Dupoint, this could have easily been one of the worst films that I have ever seen, but Depp is clearly having a ball reprising his role, and the film goes from downright offensive to mediocre whenever he's on screen.
And the use of the word Aboot is tiring when you hear it more than once. It's already been done, over seventeen years ago with the South Park movie, and was a lot funnier.
It's a poor excuse for a film, and considering its from someone whom I once considered to be a bit of a genius, it just makes it all that little bit more worse.
Horrid stuff, bar Depp's leftfield performance.
But when these girls are invited to a Senior party by the school hottie, the Colleens accidentally uncover an ancient evil, long buried beneath the Manitoba earth......
The second part of a proposed trilogy, coming after the quite entertaining Tusk, Yoga Hosers is one of those rare films that begs the question 'what on earth happened to Kevin Smith?'.
22 years ago he was a fundamental part of how independent movies and comedies changed by releasing the phenomenal Clerks into the world on a shoestring budget.
That film had wonderful pop culture references, brilliant observations about the real world and self realisation, and it was hilarious to boot.
This has a bevy of family members and special guest stars doing nothing more than mugging at the screen, has a villain who does nothing more than spend the final third of the film doing really bad impressions of famous people, and to top it all off, has no coherence whatsoever.
So a party unleashes an evil which takes the form of racially incorrect sausages that kill on command, and only Kevin and Johnny's Daughter can save the day, with a little help from Johnny's Son and Ex-partner.
If it wasn't for Depp returning as Dupoint, this could have easily been one of the worst films that I have ever seen, but Depp is clearly having a ball reprising his role, and the film goes from downright offensive to mediocre whenever he's on screen.
And the use of the word Aboot is tiring when you hear it more than once. It's already been done, over seventeen years ago with the South Park movie, and was a lot funnier.
It's a poor excuse for a film, and considering its from someone whom I once considered to be a bit of a genius, it just makes it all that little bit more worse.
Horrid stuff, bar Depp's leftfield performance.