The Lost Boys

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Being the sort of elitist snob who cares not a jot for mainstream mass media, I’ve never seen Joel Schumacher’s classic ’80s comedy horror The Lost Boys. Thus, I set out about reviewing it, in order that we can all move on and get over ourselves. Forthwith and anon.

Starring the glamorous media darlings of the decade, Paul and Barry Chuckle, Schumacher’s update of the sexy vampire myth was an instant hit with The Kids, who consumed unprecedented quantities of popped corn at the box office. The resulting food crisis in Central America led to mass starvation and three civil wars – and, ultimately, the dissolution of the state of Cuecas Novas.

Still, The Kids were happy. For now.

Or were they? (Yes, they were)

'The Kids'. But are they all right?

Controversially, the Brothers Chuckle didn’t play on-screen brothers – in a move deemed an act of sheer vandalism, Schumacher cast Barry Chuckle in the role of ‘Angsty Teen Guy #1’, and Paul Chuckle as ‘Edgy Vampire Rebel Awesome Dude #1’. Setting the sizzling siblings against each other, Schumacher had orchestrated a chemistry so nauseatingly smarmy that, for the next six years, only he could abide to be in the same room as himself.

Most notably, the scene in which Paul proffers Barry yesterday’s takeaway for a snack is oft heralded as a masterpiece of mise-en-scene, juxtaposing Paul’s chicken tikka masala with Barry’s lamb dopiaza and half-rice-half-chips.

“You’re eating maggots, Barry. Those are maggots,” Paul chides, gloatingly scoffing his tikka masala wrapped in a stale slice of paratha. Barry looks down to find his half-rice is in fact all-maggots.

Barry casts his spoiled sustenance aside in disgust.

“Gah! By ‘eck, Paul! You’re right – they’re chuffin’ maggots!”

Paul squirms and smarms in his seat, relishing the moment as he chomps gleefully.

“Heh heh, you ha’porth,” he quips, “It’s just rice.”

Barry looks at his ruined dinner on the floor.

“Crikey,” he replies, “You’re not wrong, Paul. It is just rice after all!”

The scene culminates in a perilous moped race along the coast of Skegness, at the end of which Paul is horrifically injured after he crashes his moped while trying to avoid some sheep.

One of the evil pair's victims. Note how every ounce of flesh has been stripped from the bones of this poor soul.

It’s impossible to talk about The Lost Boys without mentioning the parade of A-list cameo performances. Frank Carson is unconquerable as ‘Grampaw’, peppering his performance with obscene gestures and an extended dance routine. Rick Moranis and Chachi Arcola are indomitable as ‘The Frog Boys’, a duo so unstoppable that if you were passing them in a corridor you would step aside to let them past without a second thought. Or even a first thought.

Onto the soundtrack then. Opening with ‘Locofoco Motherfucker’ by Fleshies, it goes downhill from there, like a big sweaty meatball, fashioned from chopped innards for some insignificant country fayre, ceremoniously rolled down a hill and followed inanely by a horde of bumbling, tumbling oafs, bent on getting their hairy chops in the local rag.

Utter piffle.

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5 Responses to “The Lost Boys”

  1. johnlebaptiste Says:

    Ho ho.

    ‘“Heh heh, you ha’porth,” he quips, “It’s just rice.”’

    I love it. Tell me, in this film did the Brothers Chuckle manage to put a vampiric spin on their classic catchphrase ‘to me, to you’?

  2. Banjo Chutney Says:

    Schumacher was originally against the idea and tried to veto it. However, the Chuckles threatened to walk out, so he deferred. The scene where the vampires hang from the railway bridge includes the famous line “Barry, you’re one of us! To me!” – to which Barry replies “To you?” before letting go of the bridge.

  3. johnlebaptiste Says:

    ‘It goes downhill from there like a big sweaty meatball’. HYUK!

    Now I remember. Having not seen it.

    By the way, whatever happened to Rick Moranis? Did his career accidentally stumble into the sights of his shrinking machine, meaning that the films he subsequently made were too miniature to be perceived by human eyes? Or was it something else?

  4. Banjo Chutney Says:

    Holy cow(boy)!

    http://www.amazon.co.uk/Agoraphobic-Cowboy-Rick-Moranis/dp/B000E115CC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1330791683&sr=8-1

  5. johnlebaptiste Says:

    A thousand planets align, unrepeatably! One reviewer describes it as a ‘country album by a man who can’t sing’. I gotta have it!

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