Film Review: Yoga Hosers – Dumb on Purpose, and Proud of It
By Sean Patrick
Kevin Smith’s Yoga Hosers is not your average horror-comedy—it’s proudly weird, self-aware, and ridiculously dumb… and that’s kind of the point.
Starring Harley Quinn Smith and Lily-Rose Depp, this quirky flick follows two high school sophomores who work at a Canadian convenience store and suddenly find themselves battling sentient bratwursts—yes, bratwursts—reanimated by a Nazi scientist. These creatures, dubbed “Bratsies,” are hilariously portrayed by Smith himself, bringing a surreal level of absurdity to the screen.
Tied loosely to Smith’s previous film Tusk, Yoga Hosers is the second entry in his self-proclaimed “Canadian Trilogy.” Justin Long also returns, this time as a yoga instructor named Yogi Bear (yes, really), who teaches the girls the ancient art of yoga-based butt-kicking.
Let’s be clear: this is a bad movie—but it knows it’s bad. Unlike films that flop due to lack of effort or vision, Yoga Hosersis intentionally dumb, a loving throwback to campy ‘80s horror where the fun is in how off-the-rails things get. Smith’s joy in making it is palpable, and that infectious energy carries the film further than you’d expect.
While this movie definitely won’t be for everyone—it’s tailor-made for a niche audience with a taste for kitsch and meta-humor—those who catch its wavelength will likely find it charming, hilarious, and even a little bit brilliant in its own warped way.
Verdict: A knowingly stupid, joyfully bad movie that you’ll either love or hate—but it’s never boring.
