Little Monsters

Not too long ago, I decided it would be a great idea to sign up for Netflix.  It seems like a solid investment considering I've only seen about -5% of all movies ever released and often find myself in a conversation that goes something like this:

Me: Oh, I'm sorry, I've actually never seen that movie.

Asshat friend: WHAT? HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?  Are you AMERICAN?

And, so far, it has been a worthy investment.  However, I've found that my movie turnover rate is much higher when I alternate the DVDs in my queue to go from movie I need to see to movie that I feel very nostalgic for.  And thus, my viewing of the 1989 movie that no one else has probably ever seen (are YOU people American, hmm?), but which stars a very young and cute Fred Savage and Howie Mandel, Little Monsters.

I don't even know how this movie was introduced to me -- perhaps by neighbors who had some children older than me or the TBS Superstation -- but I can remember watching is all the time when I was younger.  It is just so 80s fabulous, to the point where my roommate called out from her room, "wow, that is some serious 80s music going on in that movie," and, even though the characters sometimes say things like bitch and shit, it actually seems to be a sort of cautionary tale for children.  Now, I can't wait to watch the 1961 version of Babes in Toyland, a movie which I am almost positive I will be able to quickly recall all the lyrics to.