A few weeks ago I was struck by the urge to rewatch Firestarter. For those of you unaware of this classic, click on over to Netflix and add it to your queue. Having watched it when it first came out (*cough* yeah, I'm that old), I had a bit of trepidation that I would be disappointed. Would Drew Barrymore be as impressive when not viewed through the eyes of fellow 9-year old who thought being able to start fires with your mind might be a fine skill to develop?
Turns out Firestarter is one of those movies that is just as good 23 years later. Was it slightly cheesy? Of course. That said, it was just the right amount of 80s kitsch combined with Drew Barrymore's flaring hair and ability to throw fireballs. Toss in Martin Sheen as a bellowing military official, and it's worth the 2 hours.