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A strong contender for inclusion in a compilation of
MST3K's greatest hits, this roasting of a 1945 morality tale demonstrates how funny
MST3K can be when Joel, Tom Servo, and Crow are matched against a blandly well-meaning melodrama. The target for derision is
I Accuse My Parents, a typically tacky dose of cautionary "authority" from the poverty-row auteurs at Producers Releasing Corp. (PRC), in which the errant son of alcoholic parents falls for the torch-singer flame of a cut-rate mobster. Since the dialogue is so perfectly atrocious, Joel & Co. provide a steady feast of ad-libs, line extensions, and couch-potato counterpoint, and this time their material is frequently laugh-out-loud hilarious. Pointless out of context but impressively hip against the film's riotous moralizing, the
MST3K ripostes (which are also aimed at a vintage grade-school short, "The Truck Farmer") are especially refined for movie buffs, who will benefit most from the rambling retorts of comedy's savviest cinephiles.
--Jeff Shannon
From the Back Cover
It's
Mystery Science Theater 3000, America's only show that makes fun of really bad B movies from the comfort of a spaceship floating above Earth. Joel Hodgson, along with his mechanical companions, wisecracking Crow and well-read chick magnet Tom Servo, make suffering through Hollywood's worst films a breeze. Adding their own dialogue, barrage of witty remarks, and an occasional colorful skit, the next hour and a half will fly by like it were only 90 minutes. There's no ushers with flashlights, crying babies, or women with big hair to spoil the fun.
No, this isn't a Menendez brothers movie-of-the-week. It's just another cruel joke beamed aboard by Dr. Forrester and assistant Frank. In I Accuse My Parents, a young lad named Jimmy seks love outside his dysfunctional family, and finds it with Kitty, a beautiful nightclub singer (lucky dope). As he watches her sing, Crow notices a wild-eyed look coming over Jimmy's face, to which Crow remarks, "Yes, Satan. Speak to me through this song." Jimmy's in heaven until his girl's mob boss horns in. Next thing you know, Jimmy's writing a farewell note to his mother. As he places it on her mirror, Crow says, "I'll just put this over here next to mom's suicide note." Meanwhile, back on Earth, the doc and Frank try to figure out how to get an exotic dancer out of the cake they baked him into.