Showing posts with label Fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fear. Show all posts

16.8.10

Terribly Awesome!: Fear

Just another Manic Monday? Wish it was Sunday? Nothing beats a case of the Mondays like a camp-out. And we ain't talkin' s'mores, sing-a-longs and psycho killers. We're talking about getting in touch with your guilty pleasure zone. That's right, every Monday we'll be bringing you the best of the worst. It's gonna be awesome - and terrible! - all at the same time.

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Mark Wahlberg is at the top of his game right now.  He's famous enough to make scene-stealing cameos in already star-studded comedies (see: his shirtless charade in Date Night). He's been deemed funny enough to headline a comedy with modern day awkward funnyman extraordinaire, Will Ferrell. And he's got a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame (Actually). But things weren't always so picture perfect for the artist formerly known as Marky Mark. 

Back in the mid-1990s, Mr. Wahlberg was trying to get people to take him seriously after spending years singing about "good vibrations" and dropping his pants at random. So he decided to try his hand at some small roles in low-brow dramas (Renaissance Man, The Basketball Diaries, the TV version of The Substitute). His next role, however, would make history. Well, at least in my 13-year-old mind.

In 1996, Marky headlined Fear, a low-budget (at least from the looks of it) teen thriller about the dangerous relationship between a young girl named Nicole (future Oscar winner, Reese Witherspoon!) and an older boy named David McCall (Wahlberg).  David is super possessive and wants Nicole all to himself - so much so, he's willing to take away everything that else that means something to her ( her family, her best friends, her dog, her rollercoaster virginity, HER FAVOURITE FREUDIAN BRACELET) in order to keep their love alive.  It is basically a movie-of-the-week times 1000. Only it was released in theatres.

Unlike most of our other Terribly Awesomes, which make the cut thanks to their never-ending semi-intentional camp, Fear is bad in a this-is-genuinely-mediocre-but-I-can't-stop-watching way.
My friends and I were semi-David about it back in Grade 7. We would watch it literally every time we had a sleepover. And sometimes, we'd even reenact our favourite scenes at recess in front of our Fear-less friends. Yeah, we were really cool.

One time when we were watching it, my friend's grandmother came in and confronted us, saying "You know, this is not real love." We weren't sure if she was talking about the relationship on screen, or our relationship with the shit-tastic Fatal Attraction wannabee movie itself. But either way, we had our answer.

DUH. SQUARED.