One of my fondest memories, something I still tease my mom about, is going with her to the movie theater in Morris to see The Lost Boys for a dollar (or, I guess, two; one for each of us). This may have been my first R-rated movie in a theater.
And it was so crappy! The theater, not the movie, which I still love. But the whole middle reel was missing, so the movie didn’t make sense. And my mom still screamed the whole way through it. And, you know, this was a dollar theater in a small town in Illinois. She was the only adult in the theater.
AND THE HIGH SCHOOL KIDS TURNED AROUND TO SHUSH HER!!!!
My mom got shushed by high school kids.
I was so mortified.
But we still laugh about that.
I hung pictures of Corey Haim on my wall and River Phoenix and Johnny Depp. Weird that only Depp’s left.
Being a sucker for trainwreck TV, having watched “The Two Coreys,” my Ghoul Pool money was on Feldman. It’s too bad, really. Cultural irrelevance must be a nasty hang for those blessed with Fame so early on in their lives.
And yeah. The Lost Boys is still one of the few downticket brat pack movies that I can guiltlessly manage to watch. It helps that it had Echo & the Bunnymen (feat. Ray Manzarek) covering The Doors in the soundtrack.