Movie starts off with a Cannonball Run atmosphere and some male blow-up doll talking nonsensical jibberjabber. The start of this is like it's midway from another movie altogether.
There's no explanation what all this high speed car business is about.
It's sort of Road Runner humor.
Did you know that munchie in Spanish translates to piscolabis? Sounds like a war general from the Spanish conquistador era.
Kevin Arnold is daydreaming in Mrs. White's class but her codename is really Mrs. Blue Rock.
John Cleese gets lunch thrown all over him in the messhall then Martin Sheen appears from a garage with a horrible French accent.
I can't believe I'm watching this. I connect some pretty unusavoury material to my USB ports - which I'm not at liberty to disclose the nature of - but to have Munchie playing on the idiot box is criminal.
So, Loni Anderson and her "Informer" Snow boyfriend are introduced and Kevin Arnold resent his sleazy ways.
The kid starts fantasizing and has big aspirations about dying and being the star at his own funeral. Some life's ambition. But who am I to talk - my idol is Uncle Paulie from Rocky. It still pains me to hear Rocky label Paulie a bum. I idolise Paulie and I am a bum myself.
Pizza delivered in 30-seconds or it's free? Wasn't it 30-minutes or it's free?
Wow, preppie schoolhall bullies in knitted woolen pullovers and corduroys?
Is that Hitler addressing the school play?
The Munchie character is hideous and has no appeal.
Was that Red from Back to the Future being stereotype cast as a derelict hobo again?
This movie is not my cup of tea but I guess it's better than that other woeful piece of rubbish Coolcat saves the Kids.
I've given this movie 5/10.
Why? Because 5/10 is my I'll-sit-on-the-fence-on-this-one rating with any movie. Again, I don't like it and I don't hate it at the same time.
This movie obviously targeted a niche market for hip 90's kids. You know the one's? They used to appear on Nintendo Power covers or Coke ads. They'd be in a jeep on the beach and would have neon hairwaves or 3D glasses and light bulbs in their brains and be all tanned up and cool in a group of fellow cool dudes.
There's no explanation what all this high speed car business is about.
It's sort of Road Runner humor.
Did you know that munchie in Spanish translates to piscolabis? Sounds like a war general from the Spanish conquistador era.
Kevin Arnold is daydreaming in Mrs. White's class but her codename is really Mrs. Blue Rock.
John Cleese gets lunch thrown all over him in the messhall then Martin Sheen appears from a garage with a horrible French accent.
I can't believe I'm watching this. I connect some pretty unusavoury material to my USB ports - which I'm not at liberty to disclose the nature of - but to have Munchie playing on the idiot box is criminal.
So, Loni Anderson and her "Informer" Snow boyfriend are introduced and Kevin Arnold resent his sleazy ways.
The kid starts fantasizing and has big aspirations about dying and being the star at his own funeral. Some life's ambition. But who am I to talk - my idol is Uncle Paulie from Rocky. It still pains me to hear Rocky label Paulie a bum. I idolise Paulie and I am a bum myself.
Pizza delivered in 30-seconds or it's free? Wasn't it 30-minutes or it's free?
Wow, preppie schoolhall bullies in knitted woolen pullovers and corduroys?
Is that Hitler addressing the school play?
The Munchie character is hideous and has no appeal.
Was that Red from Back to the Future being stereotype cast as a derelict hobo again?
This movie is not my cup of tea but I guess it's better than that other woeful piece of rubbish Coolcat saves the Kids.
I've given this movie 5/10.
Why? Because 5/10 is my I'll-sit-on-the-fence-on-this-one rating with any movie. Again, I don't like it and I don't hate it at the same time.
This movie obviously targeted a niche market for hip 90's kids. You know the one's? They used to appear on Nintendo Power covers or Coke ads. They'd be in a jeep on the beach and would have neon hairwaves or 3D glasses and light bulbs in their brains and be all tanned up and cool in a group of fellow cool dudes.