as a kid, i had little to no friends. i'd go into my parent's room, curl up and watch pee-wee's playhouse. my self-esteem was bad enough, and i felt like everyone was my friend, and Miss Yvonne made me feel quite pretty indeed. to add insult to my 4th grade injuries, my cousin always made fun of me, which forcively sucked me away from the show. i watch it now and cry a little, knowing that for a long time they we're my only friends. pee-wee's playhouse is meant for the child in the adult, and the soon to be adult in the child. we must feed ourselves with something a little more inane than ourselves to balance us just so we don't end up in the madhouse. pee-wee's playhouse is just that (and, a guilty pleasure is a pleasure none-the-less).
Review of Pee-wee's Playhouse
