Category Archives: 1980’s Best Movies

When you think of the ’80s, a few images come to mind: shoulder pads, big hair, and all-cheesy-everything. However, the decade had more to contribute to pop culture than being known as the New Jersey of the 20th century. It was also an era for incredible classic movies, ones that shifted the film industry as we know it. From John Hughes’ The Breakfast Club to Steven Spielberg’s E.T., the movies of the 1980’s not only shaped its generation, but inspired subsequent generations in every way imaginable.

Christmas Vacation (1989)

Christmas Vacation Quote “Oh, the silent majesty of a winter’s morn… the clean, cool chill of the holiday air… an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer” – Clark Griswold


“National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation” tops nearly every list of favorite Christmas movies and holds a warm place in our hearts. But it isn’t flawless.

For every “shitter was full”, there’s an attic plank hitting Clark Griswold in the face. For every moment Chevy Chase show his genius, there’s a scene where he’s forcing a laugh that never comes.

If you’re a huge fan of “Christmas Vacation” or a closet hater, this episode of Shat The Movies is for you. Happy holidays from Roger, Gene and Big D. We wish you the hap hap happiest Christmas of all. Continue reading Christmas Vacation (1989)

Die Hard (1988)

Die Hard Quote: “Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mr. Cowboy?” – Hans Gruber


This week Roger, Gene and Dick cook up the perfect receipt for a delicious 1980’s cinematic treat. With all the key ingredients on hand:  a cop trapped inside a high-rise, a team of desperate terrorists, an iconic villain with brains and panache, and a group of hostages including the cop’s estranged wife and you’ve got yourself classic 1980’s actions. Continue reading Die Hard (1988)

The Lost Boys (1987)

The Lost Boys Quote: “One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach; all the damn vampires” – Grandpa


This week Join Roger, Dick and their new friend Gene for a stroll down the Santa Carla beach boardwalk; as they review and rewind the 1987 classic The Lost Boys.

Much like Tim Cappella playing his saxophone interpretation of “I Still Believe” they are each shirtless, muscular, oiled up, and ready to grind their hips for you the listeners.

So let’s all slide on our skin- tight purple pants, leather jackets, while we go find the nearest bridge to hang from… Because it’s time to feed. Continue reading The Lost Boys (1987)