Word: monsters
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...usual case for boxing as art or science is rougher to make in the face of this face. Valor can be redeeming; so can grace, poise, bearing, even cunning. But this is a nightmare. The monster that men have worried was at the heart of their indefinable passion, of their indefensible sport, has come out in the flesh to be the champion of the world. Next Monday night, he will be served Michael Spinks...
...dethpickable humiliation. Droopy dog would corral a wolf felon by employing the emotional minimalism of a Buster Keaton on Quaaludes. Maybe there'd be an early Disney cartoon for more refined preteen appetites. And then, on with the main attraction! The feature was often a broken-down B-minus monster movie, and pretty much an aesthetic anticlimax after the seven-minute masterpieces that opened the show. At the time, of course, nobody figured to hang cartoons in a museum. Chuck Jones, Tex Avery and the Disney elves were considered ghetto artisans then, not the Leonardos of cinema comedy. But even...
Outside, Josh is in his 30s; inside, he is still a sheltered child, whose most bruising experience has been dueling with some electronic monster in a video game. Not recognizing the boy in the man, his frightened mother uses a butcher knife to evict him from their home in suburban New Jersey. It is left to Josh's more worldly friend Billy (Jared Rushton) to escort him across the Hudson to Manhattan and to help him find a job as a computer operator in a giant toy company...
BEETLEJUICE. Is it the fey humor or the calypso tunes that have made this movie a monster hit? Most likely it is Michael Keaton's turbodrive performance as a haunt who is hot to party...
...inventory manager for a Racine, Wis., restaurant and a university student from South Bend, Ind. The latter winces as an unfeeling observer calls out, "You didn't let the machine beatcha, did ya?" Contestant Daniel Kamen, an Arlington Heights, Ill., chiropractor, is considerably more empathetic. "It's a monster! You can't blow smoke in its face," he complains. "It doesn't care if you're obnoxious or if you have bad breath. You just can't rattle it. I wouldn't want to play Hitech in a tournament, but I'd sure like to borrow it for a year...