I saw this earlier this year, with John Stanley present in the theater. God, it was awwful!
John Stanley was an insufferably pompous TV personality, a smug, arrogant follow-up to the fairly amusing Bob Wilkins. If you've struggled through Stanley's book The Creature Features Movie Guide, you probably realize it contains no meaningful content, just a collection of condescending cheap shots at films far superior to his own little cinematic magnum opus. That's why, when I had a chance to see his film at a screening many years ago, I passed. I'd rather have a kidney stone. As for Stanley's moronic book, its pages might come in handy whenever the toilet paper runs out in the bathroom.
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