Friday, August 12, 2016

Nothing is strange, really.


The current hyped-up new Netflix mini series 'Stranger Things' is cool and all, but has not one single ounce of originality inside of it. Excellent camera work, sound design and even smart conventional casting choices but the story (dragged out/ stretched out) into eight parts is just a hodgepodge of 'the Goonies' 'Invasion of the Body Snatchers' 'Firestarter' 'the Fury' and 'It' with a soundtrack taken from the leftovers of that indie sleeper 'Drive.'  If you miss what Stephen King meant to 80's television, then pay the $7.99 a month and you will have a few shaky conniptions (and hopefully some projectile vomiting). Bye.

Jane noted rip-off homages :
"Stand By Me' - kids walking along da traintracks
"E.T." - the gigantic white government officials agency space suits
"It Follows' - the pretty perfectly lit glowing chlorine pool
"Firestarter" - the friggin' telepathic induced nose bleeds
"The Goonies" - the entire kid cast, their bikes and their conspiracy theory Sherlock Holmes mission
"Invasion of the Body Snatchers" - the empty cloned bodies at the morgue
"The Abyss"- everything underwater, but especially the portal gooey tentacles crap
"Exorcist 2" and "Brainstorm" - the hard-wired brain wave helmet lab experiments
"The Fury" - the distraught telekinetic kid crushing soda cans with his mind and pissed-off at dad

That said,  oddly enough, this sickening stomach pain based on blatantly described thievery has pushed me to go watch Tom Cruise's 'Risky Business' after all these years. Wtf. The show must be mildly possessed. Thanks a lot Winona Ryder, you deer eyed freakazoid.