Outlandish, overly long, yet diabolically funny, consider the film functioning as the dark side of entertainment.

KeanuKeegan-Michael Key and Jordan Peele are an innovative comic team, and this film demonstrates their immense talent. Though its strength becomes a bit sapped as the film drags on to its conclusion, laughter soon follows even the weakest moments.

As usual, our characters are a delightfully confused duo. Key is fighting to demonstrate his manly vigor to his confused wife as opposed to his tendency to act like a greeter at Walmart. As Key observes, he’s getting nowhere trying to impersonate a version of Richard Pryor playing a white man attempting to act black.

As for Peele, he has just been dumped by his girlfriend, and his depression leaves him smoking pot that he gets from his next door neighbor. That soon becomes a big problem.

The film centers on Keanu, a cat that everyone wants and no one can keep. He begins as a loyal pet of a drug dealer, and it escapes after his master and friends are killed by two assassins (played in disguise by Key and Peele). Peele quickly adopts it after the cat is found at his front door, only to have the little feline “catnapped” in a burglary of Peele’s home.

In any event, the film follows Key and Peele’s adventures as they infiltrate drug gangs in the attempts to recover Keanu. In the process, there is an hysterical moment where Key tries to convince a group of killers that George Michel heard on a CD in his car, has an overlooked gangster theme as opposed to music loved by suburban white guys.

Though the film functions as a Saturday Night Live skit, it is worth seeing for that reason alone. And if you do, try to determine if a crazed female drug dealer is Anna Faris or a great impersonation of her.