Movie Night with Borat (2006): A Stoner's POV Review

We were sitting around, post-roll, scrolling through endless watchlists and getting nowhere you know, that black hole of “what do you want to watch” purgatory. Somehow, Borat popped up. Not as a serious suggestion, more like a stoned throwback joke. I hadn’t thought about that movie in years like it was one of those DVDs your friend’s older cousin had, and you weren’t even sure you were allowed to watch it back then.

But I put it on.

The Rewatch You Didn’t See Coming

And oh my god. Watching Borat while high? It’s like rediscovering chaos in HD. I’ve seen it before, sure, but this time it hit in a whole new way, weirdly deeper, way funnier, and somehow more offensive than I remembered.

Borat - aka: This Movie is Like a Bad Trip You Can’t Stop Laughing At!

Let’s be real: Borat is not a movie you casually watch. It’s loud, uncomfortable, weirdly philosophical, and painfully awkward all wrapped up in a mankini. But if you’re high? Oh boy, it’s a social experiment wrapped in satire that hits you in waves.

So Borat is technically a mockumentary, sure. But watching it now especially high it feels less like a movie and more like a social prank filmed in broad daylight. Sacha Baron Cohen plays Borat, a fake Kazakh journalist with an accent so thick it could start a bar fight, and sets off across America to “learn about the West.” What he actually does is put a camera in people’s faces and waits. That’s it. And somehow, they reveal more about themselves than they probably ever meant to. It's chaos, it’s genius, it’s deeply uncomfortable and that’s kind of the point.

There’s something about watching it in an altered state that makes you hyper-aware of just how ridiculous and unfiltered it is. You don’t just watch Borat offend people, you feel the tension, the secondhand embarrassment, and then you laugh your lungs out because, well, what even is this movie?

Plot, But Make It Absurd

There is a loose plot, Borat is supposed to learn about America and report back to Kazakhstan. But somewhere along the way, he sees Pamela Anderson on Baywatch and decides he must
marry her.

So he embarks on a cross-country journey, in a beat-up ice cream truck with a bear inside it (yes, seriously), to find Pamela in California.

If that sounds like the setup to a stoner fever dream, you're not wrong. And if you’re high while watching, your brain might short-circuit trying to decide if what’s happening is staged, improvised, or just real people reacting to Borat's antics in real-time.

Spoiler: It’s often the third one which makes it ten times more hilarious and horrifying.

High Thoughts I Had While Watching

● “Wait… is this scripted or real? Why are people reacting like that?”
● “This man really brought a chicken on a subway and no one stopped him??”
● “Am I… learning something about America right now?”
● “Why is everyone so easily provoked?”
● “Do Americans think this is normal?”
● “Why is the naked fight scene lasting this long? I need answers. And bleach for my
brain.”

It’s bizarrely brilliant. Like, under all the chaos, it’s making sharp points about xenophobia, misogyny, and American culture but it does it while wrestling naked through a hotel hallway. It’s satire wearing clown shoes.

Peak Stoner Moments

● The Feminist Interview: Borat tells a group of women he’s surprised they’re allowed to talk. Cringe. Gasp. Laugh. Cry. LOL
● The Antique Store: He accidentally breaks everything while trying to understand American culture. Pure physical comedy gold.
● Driving Lessons: When he asks if women can drive in America, the instructor barely flinches. It’s almost too real.

Snack Pairing

This movie needs crunchy, chaotic snacks. My rec? Chilli garlic chakli or masala corn or Nutella popcorn (don’t ask me what it is, go figure it out!). Bonus if you spill half of it during the naked chase scene. Stay hydrated, this movie will dry your throat from how much you’ll be laughing, gasping, and occasionally yelling "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?????"

Final Thoughts from the Couch Club

Let’s be real, Borat is an amazing movie whether you’re stoned or not! But rewatching Borat stoned feels like reliving a strange fever dream from 2006 that somehow makes more sense now than it did back then. It’s still offensive. Still inappropriate. But it’s also sharper, bolder, and sneakily insightful.

It doesn’t pull punches. It throws them at full speed while winking at the camera. And if you’re even a little baked, you’ll be equal parts stunned, tickled, and a little terrified.

So… Would I Recommend It While High?

Yes. If you’ve got a group with questionable taste and a sense of humour that’s unhinged but sharp, Borat is the movie night chaos you didn’t know you needed. Thank me later!