A guilty pleasure, of sorts. This has got to be one of the weirdest big studio action flicks, well, ever. For one thing it's got a hero who talks to himself more than any character in film history (except for maybe Sandra Bullock in Gravity) with about a fifth of the movie consisting of him chatting on the internet, often while talking to himself, with many, many shots of text on screen. This was apparently considered cinematic in 1995 when…

This movie is some sort of demented work of genius. Sure there are a few groaners, the ski plot is not terribly interesting and there's a couple of lame musical montages but otherwise this is as brilliant as an cheesy 80's teen comedy can get. It manages to be pretty consistently hilarious and batshit insane throughout its running time and for me that's all I really need. My two favourite requirements of a fun movie are hilarity and insanity and…