...but that's absolutely no reason for me not go see it, perhaps even on opening weekend.
Never underestimate the strong desire to really want to like a movie coupled with a bucket of beer served up by the fine waitstaff at the Alamo Drafthouse. Hey, it worked for "Freddie Vs. Jason."
Of course, this just proves that I'm falling for the evil marketing machine's ploy to repackage my childhood memories and sell them back to me.