Bio-Dome directed by Jason Bloom
My last retro movie review of Lost in Translation got me thinking; what is a guilty pleasure film for me? Something that sucks by all definition of storytelling, but somehow, someway was positively received by me.
From directorial mind of the product assistant of Action Jackson, Bio-Dome hit theaters in 1996 to the sound of crickets. It barely made $13 million, but I’ll admit I was one who bought a ticket on opening night.
I was a freshman in High School spending a Friday night at a friend’s house. We had nothing to do and were immature as hell.
We, in essence, were the key marketing demographic of Bio-Dome.
I’ll admit a double dose of honestly. At that age, I actually considered myself a Pauly Shore fan.
I said it.
Think about it for a second. When I was in middle school, this guy pumped out Encino Man, Jury Duty, Son In Law, and In The Army Now.
I dug the entire thing. The scientific underdog story with the Safety Dance thrown was cool and hip to me and I enjoyed it. A number of years passed in what I call the “Pre-Comeback Era” of Pauly Shore, and I found myself in my last year of college with a ton of DVDs (there were these discs people bought before streaming and youtube). I can’t tell you how many times people would come over and say “Dude, you got Bio-Dome!”
So to the High School class of 1998, 1999 & 2000, I dedicate this movie review to you.