Thursday, May 15, 2014

The Paperboy (1994)

What is this movie? 

No, really. WHAT is this movie?! Why does it exist? What purpose does it serve? I guess you could pose this question with many films, but seriously, though this movie is entertaining, it is very hard to take seriously mainly because the kid playing the namesake role is kinda goofy with a voice which cracks when he's angry – which is a lot. Puberty is a bitch, but damn did it give this poor kid Hell. So did the costume designer. His outfits are hideous. Though this redheaded stepchild type has some charming moments, he really was the right choice for this part. In the era of The Crush, The Good Son and Mikey, I guess filmmakers were trying to cash in on evil kids – boys in particular. I'm sorry to the other titles, but this one takes the cake. And eats it. And then takes the pie too. Just because. 

I actually rented this movie from a store called Fun Flicks when it was still on the New Release wall. My parents actually paid $3 for this movie because I wanted to see it and my Dad was obviously intrigued because he readily agreed. So off we went with The Paperboy, The Brood, and Spinal Tap in hand (the other two titles were back-ups). What I was about to experience was something...great. Little did I know that this movie would create so many hilarious memories between me and friends and it keeps creating more memories with the more people I show it to. This movie has some hilarious moments, but overall the acting is pretty impressive. It's rare that a child actor delivers in such an intense performance. So… 

Let's start from the beginning!

Meet Johnny McFarley, brilliantly played by Marc Marut. He's a paperboy. In a nutshell, Johnny's mom is dead, his father looks like Don Henley and is always gone (possibly on tour?), and one of the old ladies on his route has a daughter who he has taken an interest in and wants to be part of her family. So what does he do? He kills this poor old lady just so Melissa Thorpe (Alexandra Paul of Christine and Baywatch fame) will return home. When she does, she’s not in the house for two minutes before Johnny arrives holding her bags that he helped himself to out of her trunk. Her and her friend look at him in sheer terror but decide that he’s a nice boy and ignore the fact that he just invited himself inside the house. Actually, we see Johnny inviting himself into their lives all throughout the movie. He even helps himself into the house while Melissa and her daughter Cammie leave on outings. Speaking of this, the first outing they go out on, Johnny walks into the house like he owns the place and puts a baby monitor in a hidden cubby on the wall. This kid is definitely off his rocker.

Here we go again already; Johnny invites himself to ride to the funeral with Melissa in her lush, rented limousine. Well, they actually insist that he rides with them instead of him riding his bike, but he does walk up conveniently while they are getting in. Well planned, Johnny. Well planned. On the ride there he explains to Melissa how his mom is dead, his dad’s never around, and how he “loved” her mom. Judging by the fact that he killed her, and that he looks at her dead body in pure disgust, we highly doubt he gave a shit about her.

This movie has a lot of uncomfortable situations. The first one being when Johnny takes Cammie into the funeral home basement to show her a room full of caskets. As he climbs inside of one he says something to Cammie along the lines of, “My mommy’s dead, can I have yours?” She gets creeped out, the vibe gets creepy, he’s creepy, the caskets are creepy. It’s creepy. To make it even creepier, he makes Cammie promise not to tell he took her down there. REALLY creeeeeepy. His form of a pinky swear is something like this, “Flesh to flesh, skin to skin, tell a secret, die for your sins.”

Creepy.

After the funeral, Melissa invites Johnny over for a barbecue the next day. Oh fun! Only Johnny doesn’t know that he’s about to display his first violent outburst in front of Melissa. Since she was reunited with an old friend, Brian (Carrie’s William Katt), she backs out of the barbecue just as the festivities are about to begin. The hot dogs are ready, the lemonade is freshly squeezed, and Johnny has a clunky video camera taping it all – and then comes Mommy to ruin the fun. Yep! She gets a babysitter named Brenda, who is someone Johnny clearly despises, and breaks the news just as Johnny is bringing the plate of food in. Melissa breaks the news and Johnny breaks a plate in a scene which made me love this movie. In Johnny’s squeaky voice he exclaims, “NO! IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE US! THE FAMILY!” and throws the plate on the steps. This hilarious outburst is then accompanied by an even more hilarious tirade from Cammie where she’s stomping her feet saying, “It’s not fair, we were having a party and now it’s rooooned!!”

Now that everyone has gone their separate ways, Johnny cools off and types up an apology to Melissa on his archaic computer which reads something like this…

“Dear Miss Thorpe,
I’m sorry for misbehaving at the barbecue. I promise to be a good boy from now on.”

Oh geez. You couldn't even hand-write that shit, Johnny? Oh, and before I go any further, let it be known that Johnny apologizes a lot in this movie. A LOT! It would make for a great drinking game actually. So yeah, Johnny goes to the house to leave the note there. While he’s creepily slipping the note under the door, he hears Brenda and her boyfriend, like, “doing it” and stuff. So he spies. Then gets caught. Then he runs away. Something he’s good at doing. The babysitter calls him a fungus. This is irrelevant really, but I think it’s really funny.

Later when Melissa arrives, Johnny spies from the bushes and overhears Brenda telling on him which creates more opportunity for more amazing Johnny quotes. He quietly yells, “Shut up! Shut up! You ruin everything!” and then stands with a pouty grimace. It’s amazing. (Mark Marut, where are you now?!)

The next day Brenda sees him on his bike and sprays him down with a hose. This was dumb on her part, but he’ll show her. See, her thing is to climb the antenna ladder on the side of her house to sneak back in after her curfew and she does so that night. Johnny amazingly unscrewed the top screws of the antenna and safely made it back down. Brenda doesn’t. She falls backward and that’s the last we see of her. She doesn't die, but Johnny proudly announces to Melissa the next day that, “She’s going to be a paraplegic from now on.” Damn, Johnny, thanks for making that grim news seem so casual.

The next morning, at the asscrack of dawn (aka 6am), Johnny is mowing Melissa’s lawn. She, like most people, is trying to sleep and angrily tells him to quit coming and going as he pleases. He apologizes (shot #42 in your drinking game) and storms off like a baby. The next few moments are some of the best in horror history. He goes to his room, slides down the wall, and repeatedly bangs his head on the wall saying, “Dumb boy! God HATES stupid children!” It’s hilarious, but it’s also great acting on Marc’s part and I’m not bullshitting ;)

More uncomfortable moments ensue when Johnny invites himself into Melissa’s house and takes it upon himself to peel some apples for a homemade apple pie. Um…what the fuck? Melissa comes home and rightfully throws a shitfit. Johnny waves a knife and shit gets weird. Even more weird than before. 

This prompts Melissa to talk to Don Henley (aka Johnny’s dad) and tells him that he comes over too much and is an annoying turd. Johnny apologizes AGAIN and his non-existent relationship with his father stays just that. His father gets him some stupid-ass golf clubs and basically just signed his death warrant because Johnny uses them to kill him. Didn't see that coming at all! Ha!

Next up to go is poor Ms. Rosemont (Frances Bay). Johnny finds out that she’s been telling Melissa that he’s a bad boy and Johnny doesn't like this. Before he takes care of her, there’s a scene which bears mentioning. Oh my God, is it amazing. So, the baby monitor which apparently has batteries that NEVER run out is picking up Melissa and Brian heavily making out on her couch. Johnny hears this and runs to the window. He frantically picks up the baby monitor and starts squealing, “NOOOO! NOOOOO!!! NOOOOHOOOO!!!” and throws himself on his bed in agony, writhing around like a complete chode. It’s not like they’re fucking their brains out. Hell, their clothes don’t even come off.

Okay, so now that Johnny’s riled up, he’s ready for Ms. Rosemont. Her death scene goes like this: he gets her dog to eat some treats, he picks up her dog, walks into her room, she starts having an asthma attack, he throws her inhaler, he goes out of the room to get his ball bat, and then returns into the room with the dog in a bag and beats the dog to a bloody pulp causing her to have a heart attack. Only, while he was out of the room he switched bags and just beat a side of ribs and ketchup bottles and not the dog. So the dog lives, she dies somewhat natural, and now there’s no link to murder. Good thinking, Johnny. 


The rest of the movie kinda drags. Basically, Johnny tries to kill Brian but he survives. Melissa finally finds out what Johnny wants from her and she tries to placate him by playing along. Shit goes down while she’s in Johnny’s house and she hears Cammie on that goddamn baby monitor (WHO is changing these batteries?!). She thinks Cammie is in the basement but sees the monitor and realizes Johnny placed it in her house. Johnny attacks her with a shovel and starts burying her by his dad (aka Don Henley). Melissa gets away and there’s a bare-knuckle brawl out in the yard just as the police are driving up. Since Melissa is the only one holding a weapon, Johnny whines, “She killed my father and she’s trying to kill me! She thinks she’s my mom, or something!” He is thwarted by the great William Katt who has told the police everything. They drag Johnny to the car and he’s screaming, squealing, whining, pissing, and moaning the whole way, “I HAVE RIGHTS! I WANT A LAWYER!!”

And the film abruptly ends.

Moral of the story? I don’t know really. Don’t trust your paperboy?

If you've never seen this, please do yourself a favor and watch it. I just hope that you find the same enjoyment that I did out of it. Mark Marut should go down in horror history alongside Eric Freeman in epic acting. Hmmm. The Paperboy vs. Garbage Day? It could happen.

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