The Lost Boys

Forever young.

Some movies, like the characters which drive their stories, never seem to age.

Certainly, every frame of this film stamps it as a product of the ’80s, from the clothes, to the music, to shirtless Saxophone Man kickin’ out the oiled-up jams.

But — and this is a but big enough it gets Sir Mix-A-Lot’s interest — the tale of sexy vampires cruisin’ Cali beaches (after dark, of course) remains as fresh now as when director Joel Schumacher first called “action.”

Mope-fests like Twilight enter hot but often fade fast.

The Lost Boys? It’s eternal.

 

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