![]() ![]() But in preparing to compose the opus you are currently reading - which required rewatching Road House three times in the past week - I came to a realization that can be summed up using a paraphrased quote from Emmet, the bearded dude who lets Patrick Swayze live in his barn: “Writing about Road House is like putting an elevator in an outhouse - it don’t belong.” There may have been terribly awesome films before it, but as far as I’m concerned Road House invented the concept and is the standard by which every other Good Bad Movie should be judged. The 1989 Patrick Swayze–starring film Road House isn’t a movie so much as it is a religious experience, and one that defines the Good Bad Movies genre. ![]() Please join us as we give the over-the-top action movies, low-budget romance thrillers, and peak ’80s cheese-fests the spotlights they deserve. All week, The Ringer will be celebrating Good Bad Movies, those films that are so terrible they’re endlessly amusing and - dare we say it? - actually good. ![]()
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