I've been trying to avoid talking about this:
The Goonies 2: MTV News reports that both director Richard Donner and Steven Spielberg have purchased a sequel script and are pushing to get it made. According to Donner himself, whose currently doing the "Timeline" promotional rounds, its set to go if the studio gives the greenlight - "We're trying desperately. We're just trying to get Warner Bros., who owns it, to say yes. The new group is called the Groonies, because they happen to live in a town where [Data], the Chinese kid, lives ... and he's got an electronics repair shop and all the kids hang out at his shop. He has this Chinese accent and he calls the Goonies the Groonies, and so the new kids call themselves the Groonies, until they get into a situation where the old Goonies have to save the new Groonies, or vice versa". Until it gets underway, Donner will continue to develop the script and confirmed both Sean Astin and Jeff Cohen's characters will return.
Everybody got that?
I will go on record as saying I hate the effing Goonies. And I can't even attribute it to adult disdain for a once beloved childhood memory, because I hated the movie as a kid. I tried to watch it again a few years ago, thinking "I must've seen it at a bad time, since so many people I otherwise respect seem to have affection for the film" The fact that my TV is still intact is testament to the lack of handguns in easy reach that day. As it was, I ended up with a three-day migraine from all the hollering and had to resort to my "Highlander II" emergency remedy for shitty movies: I drank until I could convince myself it was all a bad dream.
Are you people paying attention? They want to put Corey Feldman, Josh "Mister Sterling" Brolin, and Short Round in a movie together. Again. And Sean Astin as well. I'd rather see three sequels to "Rudy" than three seconds of another "Goonies" movie.
Mr. Spielberg, if you must make a sequel to That Movie, with annoying stereotypes (A nerdy Asian kid! A jolly fat kid!) for characters that scream every other line of dialogue while falling down a lot, please have the decency to go to your local pawn shop and buy each potential viewer a .45 ACP. It'll save a lot of time.
It had a good Apple II computer game associated with it. I have fond memories of that, anyway. It even beeped out that Cyndi Lauper song. In beeps. And nobody screamed anything, in beeps or otherwise. S'great.
hehehe .. my daughter loves it .. she can watch it 3 times a day ....
The only movie Pete could write about that would make me froth more than the Goonies is The Towering Inferno. And Pete better not write about that. Because I'll embarrass him, really I will.
My reaction to the Goonies has been constant over the years. As a teen I plunked down money to see it in the theater, and I thought: this is the worst movie ever. Recently I figured, hell, it's a kid movie, I was a really strange kid, maybe it's not so bad, maybe my own kids would like it. I watched it again, and I thought: this is the worst movie ever.
Goonies has it all. Annoying stereotypes. Bad rubber masks. Screaming kids. Stupid plot. Ke Quan. No hooters.
Imagine if movies were baseball fans. Now imagine if Bartman got drunk and decided to hop the wall and go beat up a third base umpire. That's the Goonies.
I hate this movie with a passion. And the fact that now, after all these years, fools and vermin with too little to do have decided to make a sequel, only confirms my suspicion that The End is Nigh. Hollywood is officially Out of Ideas.
Very sad. Need beer.
You're not alone. I saw the movie in the theaters--I must have been about 14--and remember thinking at the end of it that it was the worst movie I had ever seen. I've seen a few worse movies since then, but it's still in my all-time bottom five.
Will no one speak up for goonies? No one? C'mon ... "Up there it's there time ... but down here? Down here, it's our time."
No, no, no:
Up there, it's there time, down here, it's *here* time.
Never watched Goonies, never will.
They showed it at the Inwood a year or two ago, and the whole group of us went. All of us had fond memories of the movie from when we first saw it.
All of us left the theater wondering what the hell had been wrong with us, back in 1985.