Be Somebody... or Be Somebody's Fool!

Mr. T's Be Somebody or Be Somebody's Foo! Teaches little kids that in order to be somebody, you have to learn how to break dance, wear absoludicrous clothing, make up stories about your hair, and above all respect your mother (all while avoiding peer pressure, and walking through the surf in all your clothes).

Mr. T did not make this movie to help little kids. He made it to prove to little kids that ex bouncers and television personalities are more socially inept than themselves. For example, Mr. T pretends to be a doctor, and forgets to put on pants. What does he do to stop himself from being embarrased? He strips down to red hot pants and works out.

Another example, Mr. T trys to play the cello. First try, he cannot stay in the chair, I repeat, MR. T CANNOT SIT IN A CHAIR.

Mr. T also offers kids advice, such as: Use anger, don't loose it! respect your mother, and if you trip while skipping down the street and you happen to be wearing a jumpsuit, just breakdance, you won't look like an idiot then....

The best part is the Styling part (pronounced stylin). Here the kids give a fashion show, but Mr. T tells them that Calvin Klein wouldn't wear clothes with your name on them so you shouldn't wear his name on your clothes, or something like that. So the kids all tape their own name over the designer label. Anyways, Mr. T. narrates, just like a regular fashion show announcer, who is reading from cue cards. He comes up with some great ones like "Xena and Zena are dressed up for that exciting walk to the grocery store" and "In her mustard socks and ketchup sash, she's a real hot dog" I am not making this up.

This segment single-handedly made 80's fashion so awful. The best part of the segment is Jeff who is about 25 years old, wearing a plaid shirt, suspenders, and pegged jeans who dances around like he's doing a cross between ballet and epilleptic seizures.

Anyways, what have we learned? That Mr. T wants you to be a better person, and you'd better be, or he'll beat you up, or at least throw tato salat at you, foo.

I discovered this film in High School. My folks were out of town, and my friends were at the house. I'm sure we were up to no good. Then it happened. Randy showed up with this video and said that we had to watch it. Growing up in the eighties, we all had a pre-existing place in our heart for Mr. T, so we were game. The tape started to roll, and then we started to roll. Man, it was the funniest thing I had ever seen. Being the creative bunch of musicians that we were, we decided to start a tribute band. What better name for the band than "Mr. T's Be Somebody Or Be Somebody's Fool"? So there it was, we learned all the songs from the movie, and went for it. We were pretty serious too. We would rehearse twice a week, and play shows regularly. We even had matching t-shirts made with the movie's poster on the front.

Those were some good times, inspired by a life changing film.

Thanks Mr. T! And remember: "Everyone's gotta wear clothes. If they don't, they could get arrested".

There are a thousand things I could say about this film. Mr. T is cool. This video teaches values and will show the young'ns the right way towards life. Through many song and dance routines, Mr. T enhances the way of living for all that watch. Mr.T was heckuva break dancin' . How does his neck support dem chains? This is one T-riffic movie!

I have to say that because I am a real fan of this movie, I read through all the comments on it here, just because I am really curious to see what people think of it. Most of the people I've showed it to (and believe me, this tape saw some heavy action during college years at St. John's in Santa Fe; some of you out there may vaguely remember something like that) have really enjoyed it. A lot of people, like myself, seem to be drawn to it as if by some kind of strange drug, so that when it is showing somewhere we will manage to wander in and see it. After seeing it about 50 times, I have begun to wonder whether it has permanently altered my mind, and if that is for the better or worse.

Well, what can I say about it? It's a truly great cult movie with a very small cult -- mostly because it's very hard to find copies of this film on video at present. Someday there'll come along an 80s retro period strong enough to bring this film back into distribution, and on that day -- may the forces of the disrespecting, momma-hating, punks fear because Mr. T will be back to teach them how to behave.

I won't go through all the advice that Mr. T gives in this film -- suffice it to say that Mr. T shows us how to use our anger and imagination to our own advantage and how to make it look like we mean to do everything we do and are always in control, even when we're confused or making horrible mistakes. Reading his autobiography (which was obviously written by Mr. T himself; if you don't believe me pick it up) which came out about the same time as this film has convinced me that he is sincere. He truly lives his life by the words he says and by what he shows in this movie, and if you and I follow it we will all be powerful, independent, individuals and probably rich ones too. We'll ALL "BE SOMEBODY"

This is not a bad film. This is a film of genius.

Although all agree that this movie is hysterically funny and not to be missed, I am compelled to defend it from the implication that it's one of those "So-bad-it's-good" movies, a la Showgirls or the one where Rupert Everett gets Madonna pregnant. When the video started rolling, I was really ready to make fun of Mr. T, to suggest he was on drugs when he filmed this, or that he had to make it to pay off gambling debts, but this movie is truly good, good lessons, good feelings, good attitudes, good fun. I just ordered 4 copies: one for me, 2 for gifts for friends, and one to keep around for whomever might need it. I only hope that more people find out about it so it can get the recognition it deserves, and so that more people (especially kids) will be exposed to Mr. T's lessons of self-esteem, his perpetually hopeful spirit and his silly sense of humor.