That movie made me worry about going to the Boardwalk in Santa Cruz. I mean Santa Carla.
That movie looks horrible. Not even fun and that Corey looks like a Madame Tousand's statute.
My mom took me to this movie the night of my eighth grade graduation. All the cool kids were having parties and I wasn't invited to any because I'd pissed off my best friend the head cheerleader the year before and come back to school the September of 8th grade a complete and utter leper. I had no friends for most of that school year. It was awful. My mom and dad were so good and understanding with me. They totally felt my pain. My mom knew how sad I was not to be invited to any parties, so she took me out on a date to dinner and a movie. We laughed our asses off at how bad The Lost Boys was, and continued to talk about it for years afterward. Maybe I will drag her to the sequel. That will be torturous fun.
That movie actually looks tolerable until they shoe the feldman scenes. That stilted monotone speech was seemed quirky and cool when he was twelve now it just looks like is trying to act badly on purpose.
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