License to Drive (1988), a review:

Just like this movie did last year, I too have turned 30. Just like the main protagonist, I too couldn’t wait until I got my license to drive.

Prancing horse aficionados, don’t get your hopes up, the Ferrari only appears in a dream sequence and used briefly as a prick-mobile. Honestly, being that this was one of the first pics that I found of this movie, I thought a 308 was gonna be used extensively, not a Cadillac like I quickly found out a little later. I have no idea why Corey Haim is holding a British Leyland key with a Ferrari keychain. BTW, the movie was marketed as Daddy’s Cadillac in some markets.

Les Anderson (Corey Haim) is in trouble. Even though he was used as a relationship scapegoat, he managed to secure a date with his dream girl Mercedes Lane (Heather Graham) but needs a license to drive and take her out. Despite having done very well in the practical part of the driving test, he failed the computerized part (with the license being of upmost importance, he shouldn’t have been sleeping during driver’s ed.). Les lied to both his friends and parents about his license test fail… the latter who found out anyway. It didn’t help that he was already in hot water with his father (Richard Masur) over a stunt he pulled when he conceded Les to drive the car alone so he could give Mercedes a lift to her nearby house. A short drive became a short trip, leaving Les’ father to walk with armfuls of new diapers. Mercedes calls a grounded Les in the middle of the night and asks if they’re still gonna go out, to which Les said yes. Les sneaks out -almost catastrophically- the only car available: his Grandfather’s treasured Cadillac, left in Les’ family’s care while he borrowed his son’s (Les’ father) car for a longer trip.