Much like the other film in my double feature tonight (both from stories by Steven Spielberg ), I didn't grow up with Richard Donner 's The Goonies (1985). Just like Tobe Hooper 's Poltergeist (1982) ( review ), I only saw The Goonies for the first time in my twenties (whereupon I thought it was merely " good enough "). I'm sure that if I had seen the film in the '80s, it would mean a whole lot more to me. I've seen it three times now, I believe, and I just can't get too into it. It's weird, because I'm from the generation that loves this film, but I didn't see it at the right age. As it is, there's some laughs and fun to be had, but The Goonies is honestly a pretty haphazard, noisy film. I get that it was aimed at a young audience (and, man , does it feel like it was geared toward those with short attention spans), but it's such a sloppy film (and goofy as hell). While there are a few touching moments, I mostly find the...