Goonies Never Say Die: Happy 25th Birthday!
Today, June 7th, marks the 25th birthday/anniversary of The Goonies' release in US theaters. That was 1985. I was four and still couldn't walk. But damn could I fill some Pampers! I'm talking shit oozing out the waistband.
Twenty-five years ago, six kids (aided by one superpowered Italian-American mutant) went on an adventure to save their homes. We were much smaller then, and the world was much, much bigger. It was a time marked by the Cold War, AIDS, voodoo economics and, of course, our childhood. It was an intoxicating mix of boundless opportunity and abject terror, and it was ours.
For good or ill, The Goonies is a celluloid time capsule, a two-hour tribute to the children of a bygone era. But kids are still kids and the world is still a beautiful, dangerous place full of mystery and wonder and the occasional pirate ship. This is exactly the reason it persists in the hearts and minds of misfits of that age, and why it will continue to enamor future generations despite its dated mindset and atrocious sense of fashion.
The Goonies was, and will continue to be, pure awesome. And not just because it made a whole generation want to befriend a giant, mentally challenged Conehead, but HEY YOOOU GUUUYS!!
Hit the jump for two of my favorite quotes from the movie (both Chunk), the deleted Octopus scene, a recent cast reunion and an interview with Chunk and Mr Perkins.
Chunk: When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Francis: Tell us everything! Everything!
Chunk: Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog...
Thanks to BooGT and Uncle_FUJ, who are smart enough to realize this is our time, down here.