Little Monsters is one of those guilty pleasure films that, when viewed through the lens of love and nostalgia I have for it, is quite enjoyable. Looking back more recently and as close to an unbiased viewing as I can get, however, the cracks quickly begin to show in the film.
This film feels like an extension of The Wonder Years, with both Fred Savage and Daniel Stern playing the same basic characters. Opposite them you have the always-manic Maurice, played by Howie Mandel, who has no apparent "off" switch as he pulls a number of mean-spirited "pranks" from his mysterious world accessible from under the bed of a child before dragging Brian, Savage's character, in on the action.
There are a few jokes in the film, but the majority of them are dated and just don't land anymore. There's a lot of humor that comes from the downright hateful tricks the monsters pull on the children (complete, of course, with the horrific reactions from the parents). That humor doesn't land either.
The "mysterious" monster world is literally the equivalent of a studio backlot, full of cardboard boxes and digital effects glittered throughout. The monster world, along with the "real" world, look like something lifted directly from a TV movie.
Then, of course, you have the villains. Boy, the ruler of the monster world, and Snik, the genuinely terrifying creature who exists as an enforcer of the rules. He's truly menacing and about the only thing in the movie that still invokes the intended emotion in the audience.
Nevertheless, nostalgia is a powerful thing, and it's what kept me coming back to this movie time and time again over the years. No matter how bad this movie is in a countless number of ways, it'll always hold a special place in my heart.
This film feels like an extension of The Wonder Years, with both Fred Savage and Daniel Stern playing the same basic characters. Opposite them you have the always-manic Maurice, played by Howie Mandel, who has no apparent "off" switch as he pulls a number of mean-spirited "pranks" from his mysterious world accessible from under the bed of a child before dragging Brian, Savage's character, in on the action.
There are a few jokes in the film, but the majority of them are dated and just don't land anymore. There's a lot of humor that comes from the downright hateful tricks the monsters pull on the children (complete, of course, with the horrific reactions from the parents). That humor doesn't land either.
The "mysterious" monster world is literally the equivalent of a studio backlot, full of cardboard boxes and digital effects glittered throughout. The monster world, along with the "real" world, look like something lifted directly from a TV movie.
Then, of course, you have the villains. Boy, the ruler of the monster world, and Snik, the genuinely terrifying creature who exists as an enforcer of the rules. He's truly menacing and about the only thing in the movie that still invokes the intended emotion in the audience.
Nevertheless, nostalgia is a powerful thing, and it's what kept me coming back to this movie time and time again over the years. No matter how bad this movie is in a countless number of ways, it'll always hold a special place in my heart.