Remember when we said we loved Tom Hanks in his glory days of the 80s? Well, we weren’t lying. The ‘Burbs barely made it into our favorite decade, but 1989 is still 1989… so it counts.
You wanna take that out of your pocket? You wanna not steal that from Walter’s house?
Good ol’ Ray Peterson. He wasn’t asking for much. All he wanted was to relax on his week-long vacation in the middle of the summer. He didn’t want to go to his wife’s in-laws for a week and “watch that neighbor with the humongous head get drunk and fall down the steps again.” He just wanted to RELAX.
Nobody knocks off an old man in my neighborhood and gets away with it.
Sorry, pal but it ain’t happening. Not with the likes of Art Wiengartner and Mark Rumsfield living on your street. And we can’t forget Ricky. (Hey, Ricky! Get that lame-o outta your yard!) Thus, with these delightful characters, we all get to enjoy the ride that Peterson takes us on. You know, the one where he’s convinced his neighbors are psychotic murderers? Yeah. That one.
All I did was write, “I know what you’ve done”. That’s all. I didn’t sign it.
The Klopecks have just moved in down the street and they’re just a little too suspicious for Ray’s liking, after he sees a bright green light coming from their basement one night. Enlisting the help of his neighbors, he goes on a little witch hunt, determined to out the newcomers to the entire block as, well… murderers. Of course, the typical antics ensue. Houses burn down. Possible bodies are dragged to the street in garbage cans. It’s all what we here at Best of the 80s like to call a typical summer vacation.
Ok, not really. But it IS in the 80s and it DOES have our beloved Mr. Hanks in it, so how can we possibly pass this one up? We can’t. Besides, doesn’t it make you wonder what YOUR neighbors are up to?
We ♥ The ‘Burbs.