Right. Someone call Spielberg.
When I was a kid, I had a legitimate addiction to The NeverEnding Story.
I carefully taped it onto a video when it was on TV one night and I watched it just about every weekend after that. I actually nearly wore out the VHS – that’s how much I loved Atreyu and Bastian and the Childlike Empress.
In a recent fit of
nostalgia stupidity, I decided to re-watch it. It’ll be magical, I said. It’ll take me back to my delightful childhood, I said.
It wasn’t, and it didn’t. I’m not exaggerating at all when I say my heart splintered into a million sad little pieces.
It was…kind of lame? The graphics, the acting and the dialogue were much less impressive than I remembered. I still love the story – but the movie just isn’t as good as I remembered.
But it got me thinking – isn’t it about time we got (good, non-lame) remakes of all our favourite childhood movies?
And then I answered myself: Yes, yes it is.
So here’s my official request, Hollywood. Thanks.
1. Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead.
Best. Movie. Ever. The premise was crazy – about a group of kids forced to go to work after their horrible babysitter died while their mum was on holiday. But it made working 9-5 look so fun.
I’d love to see it revamped and brought into 2015. Minus the shoulder pads.
I could see Modern Family’s Sarah Hyland slipping into Christina Applegate’s role. Who’s with me?
2. The Goonies.
I want this to be remade for the good of The Children of Today. Because this movie had action, romance, pirates, treasure, and even Corey Feldman (before he got creepy).
I’d love to see it re-done with a teen star of today. Maybe Ansel Elgort?
So moving. So touching. I wanted an alien of my very own after watching this.
I’d like to see a new non-’80s version with a more realistic-looking alien though (don’t shoot me). And I reckon Quvenzhané Wallis would be perfect in Drew Barrymore’s old role.
So cute and terrifying at the same time. I actually had nightmares about the scary Gremlins for years after watching this.
That’s why I demand a remake – it’s only fair today’s kids are similarly scarred.
David Bowie? In a kids’ movie? Whatever, it worked.