Eight Days a Week (1997)

Peter is in love with his childhood crush and next-door neighbor Erica (Keri Russell), and under the advice of his well-meaning grandfather, resolves to camp out on her front lawn all summer until she agrees to go out with him. Nowadays, this would just be called stalking or harassment, but believe me, it was much more innocent and endearing back in the '90s. I've always loved this film for its raunchy yet sweet sense of humor, even though it largely went unnoticed and panned by critics. Fuck 'em. It's an underrated gem in my book.

3½ neck braces out of 5

Weekend at Bernie's (1989)

Once the butt of every joke, Bernie's has come all the way around again and become revered as a cult classic. The central premise is hilariously absurd: Keeping up the charade that Bernie is still alive through a weekend at The Hamptons by puppeteering him to life so they aren't implicated in his murder. This shit is so dark and you have to have a morbid sense of humor to watch a corpse do pratfalls. It's somehow perfectly complemented by a great reggae flavored soundtrack which goes hand in hand with summertime fun in the sun.

You have to admire the audacity of studio execs willing to greenlight this shit.

3 necrophiles out of 5