Review: Independence Day

It wasn't often that I walked the aisles of Toys R Us in the mid-90s. As a teenager, this sort of activity, despite the amount of joy and happiness it can bring, is frowned upon. As a teenager giving everyone else any ammunition of any kind to fire back at you is not a good idea. And, hell, everyone else already found plenty of things to fire at me without handing them more.

Quite why I was in TRU that day, I don't know. It may have been to actually find a present for a younger person (instead of the 'I'm here to buy a present for my younger brother!' lie you may sometimes give to staff/other customers when they look at you strangely when studying toys on the shelf). I was walked past a big display of figures, paused to look at one, and was quickly told 'You're not having one of those' by my mother.

The 'one of those' she was referring to was an Independence Day alien figure.