Right Suburb. Wrong Planet.
Every summer I go to the city fair or carnival or exhibition or whatever you want to call it and I see the Gravitron (that spinny-droppy seizure lights ride) and I think, "Man I should go on that ride for old time sake." Relive my childhood! Nostalgia and shit! And then I remember how it always made my uvula hit the back of my throat and trigger my gag reflex and I spent the whole ride trying not to throw up.
Well, Suburban Commando is like that. It's a ride that I'm just not going to get back on because I'm already sick to my stomach and I don't want to puke.
But if you hate yourself, the whole movie is on YouTube. Or if you have a case of beer and a couple of hours to kill, it's probably a pretty good drinkin' movie. Beer makes everything good.
Here's the trailer.