Bobby Kellar has a crush on Lainie Diamond, girlfriend of school jerk Joel. Coleman is working on an experiment which will help him move into a place where Dreams are reality.
When an accident occurs Coleman finds himself in Bobby's body and can only contact Bobby in his dreams.
Part of his wife's mind has also ended up in Lainie. To bring his and his wife's body back to reality, Coleman must agree to fix Bobby's messed up life.....
Out of all the body swap movies of the late eighties, this has to be the one that killed that little sub-genre, because it's boring beyond belief.
Yes, it has the two Corey's in it, but Haim is hardly there, and Feldman spends his role acting like a posh Michael Jackson for the majority of the film.
But the main problem is that the film tries too hard to be something different from the rest of the body swap films, and in doing that turns a neat concept into something more mundane, even macabre in some scenes.
Films like Big, and Vice Versa were fun movies, predictable, but fun nevertheless. Here we get Jason Robards maundering around a dreamworld with awful foley work, and Feldman popping up every now and again acting as smug as smug can be.
And it's just gets too complicated and boring to understand, and to care about what is going on and what happens to the characters.
Stick with The Lost Boys and License To Drive....
When an accident occurs Coleman finds himself in Bobby's body and can only contact Bobby in his dreams.
Part of his wife's mind has also ended up in Lainie. To bring his and his wife's body back to reality, Coleman must agree to fix Bobby's messed up life.....
Out of all the body swap movies of the late eighties, this has to be the one that killed that little sub-genre, because it's boring beyond belief.
Yes, it has the two Corey's in it, but Haim is hardly there, and Feldman spends his role acting like a posh Michael Jackson for the majority of the film.
But the main problem is that the film tries too hard to be something different from the rest of the body swap films, and in doing that turns a neat concept into something more mundane, even macabre in some scenes.
Films like Big, and Vice Versa were fun movies, predictable, but fun nevertheless. Here we get Jason Robards maundering around a dreamworld with awful foley work, and Feldman popping up every now and again acting as smug as smug can be.
And it's just gets too complicated and boring to understand, and to care about what is going on and what happens to the characters.
Stick with The Lost Boys and License To Drive....