It's worse than loving "Laguna Beach."

I just realized that my guilty pleasure movie is "Road House." You know, the one with Patrick Swayze as the bouncer (Dalton) who comes to the small town club (the Double Deuce) to clean it up and ends up battling the local villain? It's so bad. Lines include:

• "I'll get plenty of sleep when I'm dead."
• "Prepare to die!"
• "Pain don't hurt."

I can't even really explain the attraction. Something about his ridiculous body, maybe. The fighting is very "Karate Kid," and you can practically see the "Blam!" "Pow!" bubbles above the guys. If you decide to watch, I'd make it into a drinking game for your first time, to heighten the hilarity -- take a shot every time someone says, "Brad Wesley owns this town!"