There's a unipig, the little girl's sweet, Sam Rockwell's in it, the little boy is an irritating little shit that's afraid of fucking squirrels (and he's called Griffin, for fuck's sake. Griffin? Sorry to all you Griffin's out there but...Griffin?) but, hey, it's better than the sequels to the original film. I miss Tangina. Terrible playout music. Just keep telling yourself, it's not as bad as the sequels, it's not as bad as the sequels, it's not as bad...
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