This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Just go back to sleeeepp.
From whence we came, a cosmic, particulate explosion, so we meld into La Brea Tar Pits' oozy remains, then blasted out of existence in an instant.
Yes, yes, the whole situation is not-so-mildly concerning, but the scene that really dug under my skin was when Harry (still bespectacled) stumbles back into the diner after the phone call. Like a male incarnation of a scene played out so regularly in my anxiety-stricken life, he tries to…
Vampire-fanged, alien-headed FrankenBaby assaults an unsuspecting milk man, streams of milk pouring down the backside of a van soon tainted by pooling currents of crimson blood from the victim. A scene that made me gasp. (And that's not an easy thing to do!)
The rubbery plastic parasitic family member is a horrifying menace, but it's *your* little menace so you can't help but love it... though it should probably be locked in a basket or tucked in your coat before…
Takes longer to say the title than it does to watch the film.
It was only after the short's creation that the studio execs realized they had inadvertently created a massive slippery slope. After Bosko in Dutch it was Bosko in French, then Bosko in Russian, then came Bosko in Filipino and Bosko in Cantonese.
