Rad

Rad is a tedious exercise of endurance that has nothing to do the number of bunny hops achieved.

The whole thing reminds you more of an overanxious teacher or coach, taking a few slang words and repeating them endlessly in a doomed attempt to "relate."

The bicycle acrobatics behind the credits at the opening of Rad are so spectacular that you wonder what the movie can do to improve on them. The short answer is, nothing.

Brimming with energy, passion, and an underdog spirit... there's not a cynical note to be found in the absolutely delightful Rad!

There's no Mr. Miyagi, but you do get Ray Walston as a local bigwig who responds to Best's meddling by giving him the finger.

Needham lovingly films the BMX riders, so, if you don't mind cheese and love bikes, you'll get a lot out of the movie.

Taken as a novelty of the mid to late eighties, 1986's "Rad" is charming in its silliness and camp.

Whooshing and swirling with mad abandon, Hal Needham's teen flick is a blast of nostalgic joy.

Provides viewers with a cool reminder of better days when conflicts were settled with BMX showdowns and nothing brought two lovers closer together than an afternoon of ass sliding.

Any film calling itself Rad had best be taken with a grain of salt, regardless of its subject matter. As it happens, the subject matter of Rad constitutes probably the dorkiest storyline we've seen this year.