Well, poop. Remember a week or so ago when I came out here talking about BRAZIL and said that I really liked it as a kid but basically couldn’t stand it when I watched it thirty years later? Well – that’s about how it went with this one too. I remember going to see this in the theater back when it came out and I remembered really liking it and then I watched it again the other day and, honestly, it was pretty stupid. I don’t know if they were clowning around and trying to be funny on purpose or what, but the comedy aspect of this was just plain irritating, the monsters were totally ridiculous and dumb and when they finally get to the point of why all of this is happening in the first fucking place, it doesn’t make any sense at all and I wish I had just left this alone. I mean, what is this????:
So… in a fury of 80s Stardom, The Greatest American Hero is a famous writer who is struggling to write his memoir about his time in Vietnam. His aunt hangs herself in her home so he and his Perm move into her house next door to Norm from Cheers and he is promptly haunted by the ghost of his Vietnam buddy, Bull from Night Court.
Wacky and zany Scooby Doo shenanigans ensue and monsters pop out of closet doors and somehow the house is suddenly on the perilous side of a cliff and this is all bullshit. I actually kind of hated this movie for the most part and – wow – this has been a rough week for movies on the site here. I have actually watched some good stuff recently I am just so behind on writing that I haven’t been able to get to them… this “Say Auf Wiedersehen to your Nazi balls!!!!” and some other good stuff but I haven’t got around to writing about them : ( Hopefully soon!
Oh well – at least there was a little bit of this: