4 August 2008 | wecantbestopped
A nightmare trip through an 80's wasteland
This movie is indeed a product of a (thankfully bygone) era, where wimps were to be hated, girls had big hair, and people spoke incessantly about real estate and Reaganomics. Yes, I'm talking about that decade of debauchery and decadence known as the 1980's. And if I had to choose one movie to put in a time capsule to represent said era, I might just have to choose this clunker. Yes, we have it all here: wise-cracking household robots, grotesquely stereotypical token black stereotypes, Volkswagen Things, badly dated lingo, and Lee Iococca to boot. The plot, if you can call it that, revolves around a "crazy white boy" named Adam (Raphael Sbarge) who dreams of one day being the next Tom Brokaw or Dan Rather (wtf?) whose names are, incidentally, dropped repeatedly to no avail throughout the movie. Anyhow, Adam had crazy daydreams where he sees the same sexy girl, Sabrina (Page Hannah, whose beauty is the one bright spot in the movie) in a variety of different, journalism-related action-adventure scenarios. All the while, Adam must deal with overbearing and obnoxious yuppie parents who are always riding him for being such a daydreamer and not doing anything with his life. These events are interspersed with occasional narrative commentary by Adam's black friend Leroy (Charlie Barnett), the aforementioned black stereotype. Adam, who is helping his other friend's campaign for school president (on the highly controversial black republican ticket) gets into some real life trouble when he somehow gets involved with some dimwitted mobsters who run a chop shop with the help of Adam's candidate's political opponent Ty Redbyrn (Grant Forsberg) who needs the money to keep up his rigorous and expensive campaign. Nothing much really happens, and although the movie only runs about 80 minutes, it feels at least twice as long. Anything that these filmmakers may have learned about pacing, plotting, composition, etc. seems to have been thrown out the window in favor of a boring mishmash of nothingness, topped with a slapped-together "action" set piece ending. There is absolutely no reason to bother with this boring belch from the days of the Member's Only jacket. Avoid. Note- Chris Elliot, everyone's favorite cabin boy, has a much too brief role as a jerk administrator at Adam's high school.