At some point during the final fight scene the line “You’re just a lawnmower man” is spoken, which made me realize how funny it is that this movie is called “Lawnmower Man 2.” Not a single lawn anywhere in this film.
Realizing that whenever I see Matt Frewer is in something I think “Oh cool, Matt Frewer,” despite the fact that nearly everything he’s in is terrible. I think all of my positive Matt Frewer associations stem from that pirate…
Comes close to being the best movie of all time, hitting that “Brainscan” and “Pet Sematary 2” goth high school vibe mixed with the feeling of abandonment and adult abdication elicited from the best “Nightmare on Elm Street” entries, not to mention all the primo VR content, late goth rock soundtrack, Q, Ralphie, and the freshman lady from “PCU.” The only problem is that it is distractingly stupid and poorly written, which is unsurprising considering this is from the screen writer of “The Dark Knight.”
I have fond memories of watching this by myself, but last night I had the immense privilege of hosting a screening for about 30 people, many of whom had never seen it, and I must say that nothing beats having an audience to laugh, groan, and wince with. An all-time feel-good crowd pleaser with blood geysers and head crushings. I love you, Riki-Oh.
Programmed as part of the farewell festivities for my favorite place in the world, Viva Video.
Watched this with my family when it came out and I remember all of us being really distracted by how much the main kid flares his nostrils.
