Six years after their Guantanamo Bay adventure, stoner buds Harold Lee and Kumar Patel cause a holiday fracas by inadvertently burning down Harold's father-in-law's prize Christmas tree.
A hyperactive sequel as over-the-top as the season to which it pays tribute. Good times for fans, less so for non-lovers of low-brow.
This never reaches the heights of Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer or The Snowman in terms of classic seasonal fare. But there are a lot of laughs lurking within the shiny 3D wrapping and snow-covered silliness.
All wreathed in gloriously kitsch 3D, it's fuggy and silly, sporadically disgusting, but for the most part pretty lazy.
A Very Harold & Kumar 3D Christmas’s slacker posturing belies a rare comedic rigour. It takes brains to be this thick.
Regular low-brow chuckles are dotted with parodic, old-school stereoscopic effects, launching blowback, pointed fingers and other body parts into what will almost certainly be delighted faces.
Not this generation's White Christmas, but unrivalled for stupid fun.
Not nearly as subversive as it purports to be, but fittingly witty and wintry nonetheless.
Few will find all of it funny, a fair number will find none of it so, and some will exit in high dudgeon.
Humour is patchy but when the laughs hit, they hit hard.
The relentless taboo-busting is never exactly hilarious, but it's done with such exuberance that even the gags about paedophile priests generate a rosy glow.
H&K are as eye-wateringly crude and gob-smackingly laddish as ever. Non-fans should avoid for the same reason.
Have Harold & Kumar saved the Christmas movie?
General release. Check local listings for show times.