... for this kind of talent.
Not only is this an amazing and original feat, but it is one of my favorite movies of all time. Some call it Spielberg's greatest flop. Others remember the feeling of poly-blend carpets under tummies and chins pressed firmly into palms as we gazed up into our bubbly TV screen and watched crackled, worn-out tape playing on our VCRs. Sticky fingers from stuffing our faces with Cheez-its, Abba-Zaba, and Fruit Roll-Ups. Before flat-screens. Before organic anything. Before seizure-inducing Saturday morning cartoons chock-full of dialogue and flashing lights. When Star Wars was still a legit franchise. When Ice Cube was part of NWA and would've destroyed Daddy Day Care in a freestyle battle. Before pirates were cool again. When we related to this movie because we actually were just a bunch of kids. 80's babies feel me on this one. Hook! Hook! Where's the Hook?!