When I was a kid, I was obsessed with Little Monsters, a movie in which the modern-day Kevin Arnold gets kidnapped by a freaky monster from under his bed played by Howie Mandel. Looking back at it, it’s kind of a fucked-up flick. Those monsters are scary. Maybe that’s why I’m so desensitized now. Also, what happened to Kevin Arnold’s film career? He was in three classics (Little Monsters, Princess Bride, and The Wizard) and then disappeared with Winnie Cooper.
[Internal monologue: As I looked back on the films of my childhood, I realized that it was gone, kidnapped by the little monsters under my bed. In place of that awe and wonder, I had become a worldly man of cynicism. What has my innocence become?]
Rainman Suite 