In 1976, the world knew nothing about severe combined
immunodeficiency, boys in fish tanks, or even John
Travolta. But one movie changed all that.
The Boy in the Plastic Bubble is a touching story of young Tod Lubitch
(Travolta), a horny little boy teen confined to a big fish tank. Never knowing
the touch of another human, except between sets, Young Lubitch must come to
grips with his disease and himself. When he sees Gina Biggs in her underwear
(played by the luscious
Glyniss O'Connor) he realizes his libido is there for something more...
something important. Through his trials and tribulations, young Lubitch learns
an important lesson about teenage girls. Damned if I remember what that lesson
was, but you can buy the damn thing for $6 if you're interested.
But now, in 2000, science has fucked up again. If Lubitch was born in this day
and age, he'd just be another boy with a bad haircut. Never to have known the
sweet attentions of Gina. Her maternal instinct would have drawn her to some
other pathetic sap, and young Lubitch probably would have mowed down some
classmates in a school shooting TV movie set to the tune of some crappy Marilyn
Manson theme song. Not only that, but Travolta would have never made his debut
and would still be whining in some Scientologist Star Chamber about how he
almost made it big. Because, my little skippies, science has cured severe
And that is a sad and tragic thing, if you ask me. With Bubble Boy 2: Hot Teens
in Plastic just on the horizon, too. Dammit.