Originally posted by I.J. Reilly
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The girl I was on the date with wasn't hot enough to make me sit there and watch it with her. My best friend and I ditched our dates, who would not leave, and went out into the parking lot and threw a plastic slinky that was in my trunk, back and forth across the parking lot while we waited for them to finish the film.
I think I just reached a point where I could no longer suspend my disbelief, and the ham-fisted acting got to me, even at 18. I can stomach the first one still, mostly because of the peripheral characters like John Candy, and the uncle who says, "Look what you did, you little jerk," one of my stock phrases, but the premise has not endured time very well.


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