Oh man, The Last Unicorn, what a blast from the past. I adored that movie the first time I saw it...at < 10 years old. Then I saw it in my teens and wondered if I had the wrong movie. I felt the same way about Thundercats (didn't realize there were steroids on Third Earth), The Goonies (screamed dialogue = mute button), The Last Starfighter ('80's angst), even Disney's The Little Mermaid (how do those seashells stay on?).

Heh, crown masterpiece, aye!

Heh heh, The Last Starfighter, good times. I still remember the scene where he took his face off. I've seen far grosser scenes on TV since then but that one stayed with me because I was impressionable enough to be truly horrified. His face! He peeled it off! Ewwwwwwww!!

A discussion of bad childhood movies must not neglect to mention Flight of the Navigator...oh yeah!

This review is awesome. I forgot about the tree with boobs. Thanks for reminding me!

This was a fab review, I have to say. I'm 30 and reading this for the first time ever and have fallen quite in love with the concept of everything having its own song - every person, every room, every animal, every *mood*.

As for The Last Unicorn, let's not forget that Shmendrick almost suffocated in those tree boobs! Oh the horror. Talk about your tree huggers. Haha! Oh, can you even imagine the obituary...

The piece of my pop culture history I can't live down is the utter fascination I had with the Smurfs. I even remember back in the day, before they cut the show down to fit the half hour time slot, when the show was 99 minutes long. One minute of air time per Smurf! ...Madness.

When I grew up and found them again on cartoon network I was all kinds of delighted! Until I watched a couple of episodes. Man being a writer for that cartoon must have been such a gravy job. All adjectives and verbs could be replaced with 'smurfy' or 'smurf!' I found it all far from smurftastic and I wanted to smurf myself in the smurfy little smurf for being such an easily entertained kid. It smurfs me right off.