"'How did you get shot down?' 'It was five to one. I got four.'"
True love is: when your lover is dying, and there are commies after you, you give her a grenade, pull the pin, and prop it under her body. Dammit, if you're losing love, you're taking some FUCKING commies with ya.I miss the cold war. A lot. So much of my childhood was centered on it. War Games was my favorite movie, my favorite games were text adventures called "terror in the ice caverns" and "submarine" both centered around killing some evil red ass. The cold war ruled because there was a default enemy. It was so socially acceptable to degrage commies. It was almost required. And I miss that. Often, I am searching for a throwaway insult. And in this day and age, it's politically incorrect to use "commie". *sniffle* red menace, how I miss you.
But enough of that. This movie kicks complete ass. It's a wonderful fantasy: The brat pack goes to a highschool in the midwest. When commies from Mexico invade, they take to the mountains. They grow into a successful guerilla force. Patrick Swayze is the leader. Charlie Sheen is the sidekick. Lea Thompson is the pretty girl, and Jennifer Grey is the cool girl who wins Swayze's heart, only to be lost in battle, and thus the test of true love: the grenade.
This movie is not a terribly good movie. The writing is corny, performances are equal at best. But it's not going for the academy award here, it's going for a fun, interesting look at a kickass concept. America gets invaded. What happens? Who survives and what do they do next? Well, if Patrick Swayze happens to be around, this movie makes me believe they'd do pretty damned well.A fine entertaining experience. Makes you think about maybe stocking your basement with rocket launchers. You know, just in case. 4 sporks.