Adventures
in Babysitting (1987)
Dir. by
Chris Columbus (His first movie)
Starring
Elisabeth Shue, Keith Coogan, Anthony Rapp and Maia Brewton
[content warning: brief discussion of sexism and homophobic humor]
Plot:
A high
school senior is stuck babysitting on a Friday night after getting dumped by
her boyfriend. When her best friend
calls her for help, stranded at the downtown Chicago bus terminal, she drags
her three babysitees along for the ride.
Things get quickly out of hand, with the quartet encountering mobsters,
gang fights, and impromptu blues concerts, among other trials.
Nostalgia:
I’m almost positive that I haven’t seen this
movie since the 1990s. However, I
watched it enough that I remember multiple scenes quite clearly, if not how
they got themselves into those situations.
Re-Watch:
If there is a movie for which the phrase
“wacky hijinks ensue” fits better…well, it’s probably Ferris Bueller’s
Day Off. But that movie and
this one would make a good double feature, as they’re both cut out of the same
cloth. In each, a group of teens
irresponsibly takes a parent’s car into downtown Chicago for a series of
episodic shenanigans, before racing said parents back home so that they won’t
know they’ve been gone.
However,
there’s definitely a reason that Ferris Bueller is widely
acknowledged as a classic 80s movie, and Adventures in Babysitting,
if it’s remembered at all, is known primarily for starting the careers of
Elizabeth Shue and director Chris Columbus, of early Harry Potter movie fame. While the former shows all of the fun things
that unaccompanied teens can get up to in Chicago, AiB definitely chooses to focus on how scary and intense it can be to be stranded
in the big city, especially in the days before cell phones. Pretty much everything that could imaginably
happen to a group of white middle-class kids from the suburbs happens over the
course of one evening, with so much piled on that it starts to cause adventure
fatigue.
It doesn’t
help that the person that they are ostensibly supposed to be rescuing, whose
main defining trait seems to be that she’s visually impaired without her
glasses, is very much the comic relief of the movie. Her initial scene at the station is actually
quite fraught with peril: she’s already seen multiple fights and a naked person
on the concourse, and a man in a trenchcoat flashes a gun at her while she’s on
the pay phone (remember pay phones?).
However, every time we cut back to her she becomes the victim of another
humiliating joke at her expense. It’s
all too silly to be believable, like a bad SNL sketch of an inner-city bus station. Now, for all I know that’s an accurate
depiction of what such stations were like in the 80s. I just know that it rang false for me.
A lot of the
other humor is also fairly casually sexist.
There’s a running gag throughout the movie that Shue’s character (who’s
still a teen, mind you) resembles that month’s Playboy Playmate. An issue
stolen from mobsters is actually, believe it or not, the main MacGuffin that
the kids are being chased for, so it keeps coming up over and over. Brad, the older brother of the girl that
Shue’s babysitting, has an obvious, unrequited crush on her. And his best
friend, who tags along for the ride, is sex-obsessed to the point that Brad has
to stop him from committing a sexual assault on a sleeping girl – in a
throwaway gag. There’s also a small
current of homophobia as well. Brad
makes fun of his sister because her hero, Marvel’s Thor, looks too “gay”,
though at least that scene does have a good payoff to it. One only wonders what he’d make of Chris
Hemsworth.
Now, I don’t
want to give the impression that I hated this movie or anything. I actually enjoyed good parts of it, though
I’ll admit that I’d kind of tuned it out a bit by the end. A scene set in a blues club, in which they
try to hide from the mobsters but end up on-stage during open mic night instead
and are forced to sing, is very memorable and quite entertaining. However, I couldn’t help but think of the
possible racial connotations to a group of white kids being forced to sing by
an all-black crowd that clearly expected to humiliate them. Then again, at least this movie remembers
that there are non-white people in Chicago, something that
Ferris Bueller pretty much fails at.
This movie
was very much a mixed bag. Considering
that the plot was literally them careening from one disaster to another, it
probably could have had about fifteen minutes trimmed out without much
difficulty. However, the acting is good
overall, especially from Shue and the little girl in her care, played by Maia
Brewton as a budding superhero nerd who’s clearly loving every minute of the
danger that they’re in. You can probably
draw a direct line from her to Kevin McCallister in Home
Alone, another movie that Columbus would direct only a couple of
years later. It might be worth a Netflix
spin, fast forwarding through some of the cringier bits, but I probably
wouldn’t shell out for the Blu-Ray on this one.
Nostalgia: vaguely B-ish
Stray
Thoughts:
I’m going to
start using this section for bullet-pointed ideas and observations that don’t
fit in the full review.
*Holy Crap
Moment #1 – Brad’s horny teen friend is played by none other than Mike Cohen
himself (and Star Trek: Discovery cast member) Anthony
Rapp. I literally had no idea.
*Holy Crap
Moment #2 – In one of the scenes I remembered the most, they have to get their
car back from a mechanic who bears a very strong resemblance to Sara’s hero,
Thor. I remember her fan-girling all
over the very confused mechanic, but I didn’t recall that he was actually
played by a young Vincent D’Onofrio!
*The opening
credits, with Shue dancing and lip-synching to the Crystals’ “And Then He
Kissed Me,” is very memorable, and another of the scenes that I’d remembered
quite vividly. I know that this song has
actually been used to open quite a few movies, but this had to have been first
time I’d seen it used like that.
*Another
“before he was famous” star, Bradley Whitford, plays Shue’s sleazy, soon-to-be
ex-boyfriend. Has that guy ever played a
character who wasn’t an asshole?
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