A big, fat, king-sized, resounding NAY. I love this film in a "it reminds me of my childhood, when I could stomach cheesy horror" kind of way, and I love any flick that brings together some of the greatest iconic names in the genre, but the musical interludes always set my teeth on edge. It's gotten to the point where I fast-forward past them to watch the stories.
I actually had some respect for award-winning B.A. Robertson until I rediscovered this film. Now I just want to smack the hell out of him. It's not so much the song "Sucker for Your Love", but the fact that they utilised the nauseating 'EXTREME CLOSEUP-EXTREME REVERSE-EXTREME CLOSEUP-EXTREME REVERSE' camera trick that was so popular in Sixties pop movies.
DAD!! Tom Cruise won't come out of the closet!!!
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