This was... okay. Right about the only good thing it did was give us B-4, even if they made us sit through a pointless Mad Max-esque action sequence to get him.
This was... okay. Right about the only good thing it did was give us B-4, even if they made us sit through a pointless Mad Max-esque action sequence to get him.
EVERY time I see Beverly with a phaser I have to go "HELL YEAH CRUSHER" and I think my mom is sick of it by now.
The cinematography and sound editing in this movie are fantastic, and the music really sets the tone through the whole thing, but as someone who spent 6 years in band- 4 of those also doing jazz band after school- I feel like this was definitely made for people who don't know anything about music. The very notion of a jazz teacher getting this irate when his students don't do things exactly how he wants them to when jazz is supposed…
"I don't want Mrs. Bailey, I want my wi- Mrs. Bailey, oh, that's my wife!"
Watching this movie every Christmas Eve and turning into a blubbering mess at the end of it has to be one of my favorite Christmas traditions