Savages

God bless Oliver Stone. In a movie year where cinemas are primarily filled with comic book movies, kiddy cartoons and crappy comedies, the maverick (some may say mad) director unleashes Savages, a dark, violent and very funny story of drug dealing and double crossing  cranked up to operatic proportions. It’s a far from perfect film, especially the insane ending, but the energy and imagination that Stone and his cast put  into it are so damn refreshing it makes you realize just what pale, pathetic junk we’ve been force fed so far this year. The film stars Taylor Kitsch and Aaron Johnson as a pair of pot growing geniuses who have developed a strain of marijuana that’s 30 times as powerful as anything ever smoked before. These Robin Hoods of Refer see their most powerful pot as a gift to mankind, especially those with the medical prescriptions to get it legally, and if they happen to make a lot of money along the way so be it. It isn’t too long, of course, before the gangsters and drug war lords dealing in inferior product decide they want a piece of the boys’ action and the blood starts to flow in buckets.