Hating The Goonies means you lack a soul.
To the contrary, it wounded my very soul with its craptapulence.
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Hating The Goonies means you lack a soul.
To the contrary, it wounded my very soul with its craptapulence.
My low-water mark for Bad Movies was, for many many MANY years, Rhinestone, the movie in which Sylvester Stallone SANG. Country music. With Dolly Parton.
My bad-movie assessment was always, "Well, it was bad, but not as bad as Rhinestone."
Only Magnolia managed to unseat Rhinestone, and I now use Magnolia as the Bad Movie Comparator against which all other movies are measured.
Though I have not seen it, my parents' Bad Movie Comparator has always been Delta Force.
Mine is Eye of the Beholder. God, not even Ewan McGregor could save that dreck.
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow was pretty darned awful. Hard to make sense of what was on the screen, indulging in all the worst of the 40s serials cliches without even having the skill to make it satirical, and an ending where I'm not really sure what happened.
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow was pretty darned awful.
A full 72.3% of the awful was Gwyneth Paltrow, though.
I loved Sky Captain!
And Magnolia.
I enjoyed The Goonies.
I'm not sure I have a particular Bad Movie Comparator, but my Most Hated Movie may be The Thin Red Line.
Anything with Meg Ryan in it is grounds for being immediately elsewhere. Also anything with a brave Southern woman facing the trial of fate and the elements while she jus' keeps workin' on to feed the chil'ren 'n git the crop in, God save us.
Lord, I could feel the bile rising just typing that. I need to see something where people blow things up. Or maybe the original In Laws, to see if the Serpentine scene is still asthma-inducingly funny.
edit: Or the dance scenes from The Mask
my Most Hated Movie may be The Thin Red Line.
Ack. A good 45 minutes could have been trimmed from that movie just by cutting down the scenes where Jim Caviezel stares into the distance with his intense eyefucky gaze.
It is one of the few movies where I have actually thought, "I want those X hours of my life back." The other movie that comes to mind is Troy. I don't remember whether I wanted my time back, but I definitely felt like asking for my money back.