Bunny Blog

It’s not a good sign when the best thing you can say about a movie is that it features that guy who played Eldin on Murphy Brown, and gives you some fond memories of that show, and how towards the end he was Murphy’s nanny. This, however, is the sad truth of Michael, part of John Travolta’s (Phenomenon, White Man’s Burden) successful project to squander his indie credibility from Pulp Fiction even faster than Uma Thurman (The Truth About Cats and Dogs, Batman & Robin).

An important plot point is that Michael, much like Spawn, only has a finite amount of mystical powers and can run them down, making himself sicker, as he does good deeds.  If you do not immediately see where this is going, you have never seen a movie ever in your whole life.

Travolta plays the archangel Michael as a chubby doofus with a Midwestern housewife’s sense of what it means to be a bad boy. He drinks milk out of the jug!!! He keeps taking off the trenchcoat that inexplicably conceals his dime store Halloween angel wings!!! Also, this happens:

Classy actor William Hurt still has nightmares about the time John Travolta pinched his cheeks in a "charming" show of "offbeat character." Let's get Eldin back in here.

The film is shot like an 80s kid’s comedy, but appears to be nominally for adults with high-functioning brain activity. Swing and a miss. Here are some highlights of the film, in case you don’t believe me:

BAD-BAD <———X———–———–> FUN-BAD

Times you will wonder why Travolta didn’t lose a little weight for this: 3

Bullets sliced in half: 0

Drinking requirement to enjoy: Milk from the jug!!! And copious alcohol

Available on: For maximum enjoyment, try VHS!