Ok, technically giant Jesus hasn’t attacked the small Ohio town yet, but….
I’ve seen Honey, I Blew Up the Kid.
I know how this thing turns out.
What starts off as cute and cuddly quickly turns into a raging torrent of destruction.
“Hug Me Jesus” isn’t so cute when he gives you a hug and crushes all the bones in your body with his giant arms.
Ok, technically that sort of thing didn’t happen in Honey, I Blew Up The Kids either, but it would have if Disney had given Rick Moranis the one thing he’s clearly been after his entire career: a hard “R” rating.
You hear that Quentin Tarantino?
If you wanna keep your hardcore edge, you know what you’ve gotta do.
Dump Christopher Weitz.
Get you some Rick Moranis.