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Yoga Hosers

Canadian Premiere
  • USA
  • 2016
  • 100 mins
  • DCP
  • English
Hosted by Writer/Director Kevin Smith and Actress Harley Quinn Smith

Official Selection: Sundance 2016, Edinburgh International Film Festival 2016

Colleen Collette and Colleen McKenzie are two inseparable 15-year- olds. They’re in the same band, both share a passion for yoga and both work together at Eh-2-Zed, the local corner store. Like all girls their age, they’re constantly glued to their phones or some tabloid rag. The pair are euphoric when two older boys invite them to a party. The fact that they have to go to work, however, puts a sudden hamper on their extreme happiness. As if things couldn’t get any worse, they’re suddenly attacked by an army of little sausage-shaped Nazi monsters known as Bratzis. Naturally, nobody believes their story. Except for legendary Montreal detective Guy Lapointe, who connects it to the death of Quebec politician Adrian Arcand, founder of the National Christian Social Party back in the ’30s. The Colleens will have to fight what might possibly be the first wave of Nazi invasion on Canadian soil.

As you may have guessed, YOGA HOSERS is a horror-comedy. In fact, it’s the second installment in Kevin Smith’s “True North” trilogy, an indirect sequel to TUSK insofar as certain characters return. Of course, Johnny Depp is back as inspector Guy Lapointe, but it’s the two clerks that are the centre of this tale. As with its predecessor, the director is skating on very thin ice. He skillfully navigates between comedy and caricature, helped by an all-star cast in which his daughter Harley Quinn Smith, and Lily-Rose Depp (Depp’s daughter), form a thunderous front line. Talented, funny and charismatic, they’ve got what it takes to become big stars. While Smith may paint a less-than-flattering satirical portrait of Canada that might displease some viewers, he still manages to make us laugh, even when dealing with a not-so-glorious period of our history. YOGA HOSERS is as delirious as it is entertaining.

— Éric S. Boisvert