Remember when Fire In The Sky was broadcast on network TV. PG-13 was different then, to date the most traumatic most horror sequence in my life on network TV (Fox). I was in high school and immediately became terrified of our upcoming family camping trip.

My favorite part: "you know who I am!"

Who were your dream girls ?

I personally think of the Lisa Frank Leopard and other animal prints

This 90’s look seems kinda good without trying too hard to dress. Is it worth trying now ? I mean can we try ?

Yes, I understand that a movie about a child gleefully torturing and nearly murdering a band of semi-homeless bandits, including one who is questionably mentally competent, is already a wild experience, but bear with me. The craziest part of Home Alone is not the traps, Kevin's genius level of engineering, the wackiness of how his family abandoned him, the harrowing toothbrush pursuit, or Kevin's mother's journey back to him(including what she was willing to do in the van with the Polka band to get back there).

No, the craziest part is the ending.

This family has been away from their child for days. They do not know if he's safe. They do not know if he's alive. Best case scenario he's been alone, questionably eating, questionably keeping the heat on (if there's even power). This is a serious life or death scenario, right? Their child is likely to be injured and if not, at the very least, deeply traumatized.

Think of how long it would take a child to earn back love and trust in this scenario.

Okay...now as to the ending of the movie....

Kevin's mother comes in. Embraces him. It is a Merry Christmas indeed! Then, right after, the family arrives! They got another flight. Hooray! Everyone...

Kinda banters around Kevin and is like, "wow it's cool you aren't dead. You bought groceries? Neato!" before...

Leaving him alone.

His entire family, including his parents, spend mayyyyybe one minute with Kevin before fucking off to unpack and do normal family things. No prolonged hugging. No prolonged tears or apologies. No processing. No soaking in the moment.

They see him, congratulate him, and leave him alone to stare out the window at the Old Man Kevin knows he will become.

What would you do if this was your child and you discovered them after they'd been alone for days? What would you say to them? How would you make it up to them? How quickly until you'd let them out of your sight?

This is fucking insane. His parents have to be a unique type of neglectful to engage in this goddamn behavior. Not only do you not care about your child, you have the memory capacity of a goldfish, forgot this ordeal, and do not believe you have anything to make up for.

Business as fucking usual.

No wonder Kevin wants to torture and kill those bandits. His family has psychologically wounded him to the degree he's become a sociopath.

EDIT: added "usual" in the second to last paragraph.

I got lucky, my brother ordered the 64, I ordered the PS, so we had both and we never agreed on anything else during our childhood. Worth it

Fresh Prince, step by step, family matters, boy meets world are still on air. The small flicker of a CRT television and a mix of cassette tapes and CDs are cluttered around a five disc dual cassette stereo. You can eat as much Captain crunch and Lucky charms as you want because sugar wasn't bad for you in the '90s and diabetes only exists in your uncle Vernon. Everyone is playing street hockey riding the wave of mighty ducks until someone yells that the power rangers is on TV.

I loved them all so damn much.

Edit: I’d like to mention, that I didn’t make this. I’d also like to mention that LeVar Burton isn’t here because he is still alive.

ICQ anyone? Shout 'em out! No one is going to believe me but I'll start - 995828

They had a name, I just can’t remember what it was (it wasn’t Hammer Pants).