Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure
I watched two movies over the weekend that predominantly featured teenagers and was fascinated by how differently the writers approached the characters. In Hellworld, which Continue Reading
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The Lost Boys
Until today, I’d never wondered where the title The Lost Boys came from. When I was younger I watched The Lost Boys hundreds of times and never gave the Continue Reading
The Running Man
Action! Blood! Yellow jumpsuits! Occupying that sweet spot in the 1980s when Arnold Schwarzenegger was an unstoppable killing machine mocking his enemies with eye-rolling one-liners (“Here Continue Reading
A Tale of Three Carries
Girl throws tampons at other girl, girl asks boy to take other girl to the prom, other girl gets pig blood dumped on her head, Continue Reading
Back to the Future, Part II
Part I here Part III here There’s an old adage among novelists: you have an eternity to write your first novel and 6 months to Continue Reading
Back to the Future
Part II here Part III here Between 1985 and 1989 I think I watched 7 movies: Star Wars, The Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, Back Continue Reading
Paycheck
Was 2003 the year Ben Affleck hit rock bottom? While Affleck has been on a recent tear (for examples, see this Wikipedia list) and landed Continue Reading
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
On second thought let’s not go to the galaxy; it is a silly place. It’s a tale as old as 1978: man escapes Earth just Continue Reading
Dirty, Sexy, Bloody Pom Poms
Whether you watch 80’s horror flicks for the T&A, the camp factor, or Leif Garrett, this film has you covered. One of the joys of Continue Reading
The Earth Dies Screaming: Zombies, Robots, and Fear
Not to be confused with the band, the Tom Waits song, the UB40 song, or the Atari 2600 game of the same name. The concept Continue Reading
12 Little Monkeys, Sitting in a Tree
This column has only been running for two months; is it too early to need to “take it back to its roots”? Whatever; here’s a Continue Reading