SpongeRider 2004
As a parent of a seven-year-old and a six-year-old, I was doomed to go see “The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie.” But this was not a particularly awful doom, since I actually like the show. I was looking forward to the movie.
And I was not disappointed. The SpongeBob movie is very good; exactly what you’d expect, pretty much. Just like the show, only bigger and louder and with a lot more nudity.
One thing surprised me, though. As anyone who’s seen the commercials could tell you, David Hasselhoff is in the movie. But — and this may qualify as something of a spolier — he’s got far more than a simple cameo. He’s got a fairly big part, and I can’t imagine any actor having such a great sense of humor, and so lacking in ego, that he’d allow his body to be used as a set. With such close-ups as to give us a very unflattering view of him. Who else in Hollywood would really let us get such a long look at his speckled back, hairy legs, or horny feet?
Hasselhoff’s willingness to throw himself out there really impressed me. Strasberg would be proud.