I kinda feel like if children’s entertainment was more emotionally intelligent when I was a kid, who knows what the world could be.
What if a kid basically had a pet Pinhead, but — unlike the old suburban fantasy films this movie quotes — the family that adopts the monster is deeply dysfunctional and amoral (in the most lovable way)?
My friend Stuart has a small part in this movie, and I take great comfort knowing that the universe somehow saw fit to let him to be in the most Stuart movie ever.
I've seen a lot of mixed-to-negative responses to this one, and honestly, as much as I try to NOT be a man angry about comic book movies on the internet, it makes me a little irrationally mad, and I have to think hard about the assholes I don't want to be like to calm myself down.
Sure, there's some junk in here. I think the overall look of the film is weirdly muddy, even in full daylight (normally I'd put…