I absolutely loved this movie as a stupid kid in the 80s, renting it nearly six consecutive times before tiring and moving to more sophisticated cinema like Rad and Munchies. The title kid is a high school student who makes himself invisible to all those around him so he can play evil tricks on them. Bwa-ha-ha. Immediately making constructive use of this newfound discovery, he goes into the girls' locker room where a bunch of underage airheads giggle and whip each other with wet towels (and there was quite the amount of boobage on display for this PG flick). He also accidentally spies on his principal who hides out in his office where he drinks whisky and farts like an angry duck. The climax could not have been more unbelievable as the nerdy protagonist kicks B-ball booty in the name of school spirit; some of his athletic moves, such as spiking the ball like a volleyball into the hoop, were enough to dumbfound even the less discriminating eight-year-olds. Also hilarious is the squirrelly mascot who makes `tire screeching' sounds while running across the gym floor.
Review of The Invisible Kid
