What’s funny about watching an animated movie on mushrooms (unsurprisingly, not the only time I’ve done this, we also once watched Ryan Reynolds’ Turbo up in the Poconos on a paintballing trip) is that their emotional arcs, literally designed for children, also just so happened to be perfectly engineered to entertain, but more hilariously, elicit true emotional investment from the stoned idiots lying on the floor watching. I believe that’s the plot, don’t quote me though. Not sure I’ve ever been more invested in something than I was in Hiro trying to avenge the death of his brother Tadashi without wading too far into the darkness.
As college kids with nothing to do for the day (most days, really), we decided to wrangle our funds together and acquire some light hallucinogens to relax for the day, have ourselves a laugh, crush some Dominoes, the usual.Īfter mixing the shrooms in some lemon juice (an easy way to digest them without dealing with the horrendous taste, although I’d suggest ordering a pizza as your Shroom Delivery Vehicle instead), we rolled up a couple of Js and tossed on Big Hero 6, and man, what a fucking ride that was. Think it was a Jagermeister hangover, which is particularly devastating due to the syrupy sweetness of the Devil’s Motor Oil. I think it was a Sunday morning in the middle of a typically dull New Jersey winter and we were all hungover as sin. True story about Big Hero 6, which is essentially a JV Pixar movie about superheroes: I actually watched this in college with a bunch of my buddies whilst under the influence of mushrooms.
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