Billy (Zach Galligan) is the young man going nowhere fast; he works a boring bank job to support his family, is on the verge of asking out his friend Kate (Phoebe Cates), and is too nice to tell people to get lost when they start mouthing off about his dreamer dad. Just before Christmas, his dad returns from a business trip trying to sell his inventions, and gives Billy a new pet called Gizmo. He’s a sweet little creature with set rules. But, they forget the rules and Gizmo soon has friends to play with… and then to hide from. With water, the gremlins multiply and they have a bad attitude. This only leads to more problems for Billy.
The humans in this are so emotionless. No-one cares that Gizmo is hurting or sad, they just shrug and move on. No-one cares that they’re treating the gremlins with no respect or like lab rats. They’re just excited to own one. Very much the feeling that many people have when given a puppy for Christmas. They have one, but don’t realise how much work and care the animal needs.
And then they wonder why the gremlins go crazy. Heck, if they treated them nicely from the beginning then maybe they would’ve ended up being nice. Who knows. Trying to show kindness after you’ve been mean, especially when the high school science teacher stabbed the poor thing with a needle, was never going to have the desired effect. Asshole teacher.
The gremlins are the best part of the film. Gizmo is so cute and clever, you just want to reach out and give him a great big hug. The other guys after they’ve lost the fur and mutated, they’re strangely cute. I love them. Each one has a personality that is unique. It’s funny seeing them dressed up as characters from other films and doing things like getting drunk or driving a tractor. They’re what we come to watch.
The humans mean nothing to me in this film. I couldn’t care if they survived the attack.
Apart from that, I have no real feeling towards the story or the script. And that’s bad. Oh well, not a terrible film and everyone will enjoy watching the gremlins run around and destroy everything in sight, but that’s it. Don’t show this to little kids or you’ll never get them to sleep with the lights off ever again. Wait until they’re ten or so and understand that Santa isn’t real.
At least it isn’t your average Christmas film with sugar and spice and everything puke worthy.