I have a little club outside of Kansas City called the Double Deuce… Used to be a sweet deal. Now it’s the kinda place that they sweep up the eyeballs after closin’.
Welcome to “Cheese-tastic Classics”, a new series here at FMR where I take a look at movies which have that distinctive “L’eau du fromage”… These are movies we all love, and they should be celebrated, but it’s undeniable that they are Cheeeeese-tastic!
What makes a cheesy movie? Damned if I know. You recognize that they’re fun, that you’re enjoying them, but at some level your brain is rebelling saying “Yes, but it’s not actually good”. Somehow though, regardless, you find yourself rewatching it again and again over the years. Killing time happily on the couch even though you’ve seen it 135 times already. These are the movies where the entertainment outweighs any critical brain function. These are the movies that wind up as people’s “Guilty Pleasures” These are Cheese-tastic!
PURE CHEDDAR BABY!!
I can’t open the series with a whimper, that’s not my style! So let’s talk about a Cheese-tastic Classic today! Let’s talk “Road House”!