I mean, look at the child.
LOOK AT THE CHILD.
That child is visibly cosplaying Angus Young — and, do you know something? If you want funny — I mean, truly hysterical, grown-up funny — you shouldn’t have one of these flicks where the kid’s the Antichrist. No, you should have one of these flicks where the kid is the reincarnation of a newly-dead, hard-rocking superstar musician who somehow got into the unholy revival queue and ended up back on Earth instead of the Antichrist. So he’s stuck dodging cultists, Jesuit kill squads, Child Protective Services, and a humorous biker gang who will later do a heel to face turn and help him save the day.
Yeah. That’s a movie. Of course, people would go ballistic from all the drug and sex humor, so you’d need a director without fear.
Moe Lane
PS: I will probably watch Little Evil anyway, but they missed a bet.
You should write a treatment. Send it to Hollywood (and AC/DC, Angus Young is still alive).
I feel like we should at least *consider* the concepts as a rock opera…
So basically a rock and roll version of ‘Heaven can wait’.