The 90s were a strange time when "cool" meant walking around in cargo shorts, an upside-down visor and puka shell necklace to complement your frosted tips and soul patch.
What I'm trying to say is that decade was literally the only era in human history where a band like Sugar Ray had any chance of becoming popular, and they took full advantage.
On Friday, the "Straight Outta Compton" movie will try to capture the essence of the era that gave birth to N.W.A., and I can only hope it will pave the way for another biopic about the band that took the world by storm the following decade.
So far, the only Sugar Ray movie I've seen is a tour documentary I bought at a gas station for $5.99.
The only reason I liked it was for the scene where Mark McGrath runs out of a dark cave screaming because he's apparently afraid of bats.
I think this movie would be better.