Weirdest of things happened to me with this song: I heard it during the closing credits of Jay and Silent Bob strike back and thought nothing of it. A novelty song on a flick that was going to be an obscure reference in Mexico for 95% of the population. The only Kevin Smith View Askewverse movie shown in cinemas here.

Then the darndest thing happened: a friend of mine, not one versed in geeky stuff, sang the song while we were working on an electric car. He said he heard it somewhere but couldn’t recall. He was enthralled by it and I told him I had a copy of the Jay and Silent soundtrack. Lent it to him and he became a fan of several bands there. Not much of a fan of the movie, but that’s understandable, he was of a preppy disposition.

In a selfish way, I wish Smith had stopped that set of characters then. Red State was a great flick, but I understand how the failures of Jersey Girl, Zack and Miri, and Cop Out broke the guy. He had a stable thing with all the podcasts and stand up things, but if a string of box office failures weakened him, I believe weed finished him off.

I’m not going to demonise the stuff, though, I just think Smith smoked too much, and surrounded himself with yes-people fawning every dope-inspired idea. Smith started a downward spiral of terrible one-joke premises, like Tusk and Yoga Hosers, then fucked up his own legacy with shit sequels like Jay and Silent Bob reboot and the excretable Clerks 3, a movie where not only does he fridge Becky from Clerks 2, he continues to shit on Dante so much that it no longer seems like a part of the plot, but a personal thing. Perhaps it was for the best that Mallrats 2 never left his desk. If he does in his movies what he complains people do in comics, he has no moral ground at all.

Then he got personal with people criticising his flicks and shilled Marvel and DC to heck, filming himself crying in a such a cringy way. I frankly lost all respect for the guy. A maverick filmmaker that now just wants to be one of the rest. What a fucking way to ruin his own legacy, and I won’t even go into the Masters of the Universe debacle, nothing good came out of that discussion and nothing ever will.

Song’s funny, though. And it got a second life with the recent Afroman debacle.

-Sam J. Valdés López