Max and Mona...


And so here I am, in one of the many infinite, unknown numbers of forgotten realms of what is the internet... It's kind of strange when you see a movie that feels like it was made in some strange corner of the world. Max, Norman, Razor... Six... What has become of these lost? Does anybody remember? Is there man out there who gathers together with his brothers and temporary ganja(Swazigold?)... or bottle of drink And enjoys this movie every Friday night? Wednesday maybe?... Halloween?... Every once in a while at some point? Is there man in America? South Africa even? Funeralism is not exactly an upbeat, easy going, Friday night thing to watch on a Friday night, but could you stand it? Could you still have fun? Does the movie mean something to anybody?

I don't know if I could watch it regularly, it's a gem of a movie for sure. But I don't think it's got replay like Cheech and Chong, for example. To America, it's one of the many faceless, nameless films, that happen to have names... I wonder if it's the same to South Africa, or anywhere else... I don't think I will forget it... What are some of the actors up to now, I wonder?

Such a lonely place it is here... It's just me and the Swedish guy who wrote the review... He lies as a pile of bones in the corner of this room. Does there exist a South African with a computer and a love for comedy funeral movies? Is he lost too? Lost on some Max & Mona fanboard somewhere... Where are you African guy? Where did you go?... Alls I have is de ganja and darkness...



Cause... The movie ended....

I don't even have a goat... bones is no goat...

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It had it's moments. the poloroids were hilarious.

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