Your Highness [Blu-Ray]

If you're 11 years old, or can get in touch with that cusp of puberty perspective, wanting only to catch a glimpse of some boobies, see some silly gore-filled action and hear language so filthy you barely understand what it means (though you understand the implications are alluringly obscene and naughty), you can reach a receptive frame of mind for the blackened adolescent wish-fulfilment of Your Highness. Sticking to the weed-fuelled time period/genre homage formula of Pineapple Express, David Gordon Green indulges in his most immature impulses with cohort Danny McBride, who wrote this occasionally hilarious, but often just silly, swords and sorcery yarn based on an idea he and Green kicked around while in school together. McBridge plays perpetual layabout Thadeous, the underachieving brother of the aptly named Fabious (check out that hair!), played with squint-eyed warmth and effusive goodwill by James Franco. After saving princess Belladonna (Zooey Deschanel), amusingly culture shocked due to a lifetime of tower imprisonment, Fabious announces their intent to marry. Thadeous, feeling increasingly marginalized and inferior, despite his brother's best efforts, takes off to get high with some trolls instead of attending the wedding. Evil wizard Leezar (played with over-the-top impotent lechery by Justin Theroux) crashes the wedding, kidnapping Belladonna to use in a ritual called "the Fuckening." A traditional "underdog rises to the occasion with the help of his friends" hero's journey unfolds, but along the way every path leads to a seedy alley ― a visit to the "wise wizard" for guidance reveals a paedophilic mentorship and a minotaur gets forcibly romantic with a character, to mention just a few of the depraved predicaments ventured. Natalie Portman appears as a badass warrior babe, her straight readings of filthy dialogue a perfect match for the seriously handled ridiculousness of much of the film. For all the decently shot action and effects, your enjoyment of Your Highness will depend largely on your appreciation of Danny McBride's particular brand of ego-compensating bravado, impishly delivered sexually explicit tirades and uncouth pantomimes. If you can't help but laugh at how far he, Green and Theroux go, pulling the rest of the cast along with them, you'll get your money's worth in chuckles over the special features too. Alternate, deleted and extended scenes all have their moments, especially "Birth of a Dragon," a different take on Leezar's fate, with unfinished effects. A gag reel, line-o-rama and "Perverted Visions" all dish quality variations and outtakes from the pool of largely improvised footage. "A Vision of Leezar" verges on hysterical, as Justin Theroux camera tests his fuck voice. "Damn You Gods!" serves as the "Making Of," visiting Green and McBride's past to explain the genesis of the idea, and McBride's unintentional leap into acting on their first film together, All the Real Girls. James Franco comes across as particularly astute during his participation in the feature commentary with Green, McBride and Theroux, keeping the joke-dappled discussion focused with genuinely thoughtful inquiries. The answers make it obvious that these guys made exactly the kind of movie they set out to: crass, juvenile and irreverent, but intentionally and playfully so.