Yes, friends. Another movie night, another Warwick Davis film. But this past week we had our reasons, as it was St. Patrick’s Day Week (yes, I celebrate the entire week). So naturally, we held a little viewing of Leprechaun. On the menu? Why, green food and Guinness, of course.
Leprechaun (1993, directed by Mark Jones) is a horror movie about an evil leprechaun (Davis) doing all he can (which includes skateboard-riding, ear-biting, and general tomfoolery) to steal back his gold coins from Jennifer Aniston and the retards she hangs out with. Our green-themed menu (color-wise. We don’t give a shit about the environment) was:
Spinach & Artichoke Tortilla Chips
Green-dyed Shells & Cheese
Twice-Baked Pesto Potaotes*
I remember being so scared of Leprechaun as a kid that I got nervous when kids in school even talked about the movie. I hadn’t even seen anything besides the VHS cover, but that was enough for me. Through the years (now that I am manly and macho and no longer afraid of horror movies), I’ve caught the movie in bits and pieces, but this was the first time I watched it from beginning to end. Some lasting impressions:
-The minute I saw Jennifer Aniston and her big bangs, I knew she would mention a shopping mall within her first five minutes on screen. Turns out it happens about 40 seconds in. Yay for malls being the only way to characterize teenage girls in 1980’s and ’90s movies (see also: Honey, I Shrunk the Kids).
-I must admit that Warwick Davis is infinitely less awesome as Leprechaun (wait, did he have a name?) than he was as Willow. I think Leppy simply had a weaker character arc, I hate to say.
-Bad movie cliche #2: Aniston’s character bonds with her love interest by painting the house, and what do you know? They get strategically-placed paint all over their clothes and upper-arms! Man, if I could count the number of times I’ve painted a room with someone while falling in love with them, it would be… once. And even then, we skipped the falling in love part.
-Mark Holton (Francis from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure) plays said love interest’s co-worker, and Wikipedia labels his character as “autistic.” I’m not sure if that’s what the story was going for, but I can see it.
-Am I missing something or are leprechauns known to be evil? I thought they were just troublemakers. Then again, the Bavarian Ministry thought that guy with the weird mustache ranting at the beer hall was just a troublemaker, and he ended up being Hitler.