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Flintstones, The
(1994)
Reviewed by Fred Parsons
Rating: 8.5 Beans

ABBA DABBA DUD! Thats exatcly what this cinematic regurgitation is. This movie is pure nonsense led by the ever goofy John Goodman. Usually you have a cartoon that is spawned from a movie, but this time its the total opposite and this is the result. The cartoon was lame because each episode usually revolved around only one of 3 different plots, but nonetheless I spent many a Saturday morning glued to the TV watching it. Well, that won't be the case for the movie.

What happens is Barney (Rick Moranis) and Betty (Rosie O'Donnell) want to adopt a kid so they borrow the money they need from Fred (John Goodman) and Wilma (Elizabeth Perkins). Well to pay Fred back, Barney switches test answers with Fred at their work, and Fred ends up with an executive job. This is where the movie goes from bad to worse. Fred is being manipulated by another executive Cliff Vandercave (Kyle MacLachlan) and his assistant Miss Stone (Halle Berry), the only redeeming feature of this bowser. They are going to set him up to take the fall on an embezzlement scheme, and Fred must be dumber than the movie to not realize this. Well, the embezzlement plans get foiled and after some lame predictable action sequences that involve large foam rocks and ugly sets, the bad guys get caught and so on and so forth. Mingled in amongst all of this rubbish is an annoying bird whose voice is provided by Harvey Korman, and Bam-Bam whom everyone in the audience hopes gets crushed by a rock. And of course who could forget the singers of the theme song, the
"BC-52's" who make an appearance in the movie. Good thing the Spice Girls weren't available.

Upon exiting this movie, I broke down and cried. I cried for the cameramen and crew who had to film this. I cried for the theater employees who had to stomach every "Yabba Dabba Doo". I cried for everyone in the audience, all 4 of us. But mostly, I cried for the $3.95 that I just burned, I could have gotten a Whopper and some fries with that! I only have myself to blame though. I never liked the cartoon, so why did I think the movie would be any better. As the old saying goes : "You can't polish a tird."






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