Adam Levine views the Los Angeles skyline from his backyard as he sits in a chair. His iPhone sits on the table, playing the song. He taps his foot the music and tilts his head back, closing his eyes. Leaning forward, he takes some paper and rolls it. He folds the paper and puts marijuana in it.
As he lights it up, a royal blue light shines behind him. He smiles as he exhales. The golden light from the lamp on the table highlights his face as he sits in the chair. He exhales again and looks down. On the screen, a message from the ACLU reads: “It’s time to end the War on Marijuana. The aggressive enforcement of marijuana possession laws needlessly ensnares hundreds of thousands of people into the criminal justice system and wastes billions of taxpayers’ money… it’s carried out in racial bias. Despite being a priority in the police departments nationwide, the War on Marijuana has failed to reduce marijuana use…and diverted resources that could be better invested in our communities.”
Adam Levine searches through his refrigerator for something to eat. He opens the freezer and takes out the container of ice cream. He finds a spoon in the drawer and eats the ice cream from the carton. His wife gives him a kiss and says she hoped he left some for her. He says he put back in the baggie and it may still be on the table. She says she’ll look for it.
His head foggy, he walks around the house and tries to think of what he was supposed to do. He sits on the couch and turns on the television. As he watches the drama, he laughs at the way the actress says “pastry.” He slaps his thigh and giggles, repeating “pee-stry.”
On his social media, he writes a post about how high he is and it’s not a big deal. He says he can own a dispensary and not get into trouble. He adds that Black people are still in jail for it and their convictions should no longer stand. He adds that police should focus on actual crime and that there are homeless people who need help. He posts it and feels better.
Director: David Dobkin Year: 2020