David on The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai...

...Across the 8th Dimension, to complete the film's full official title. Mind-bendingly bizarre, irrationally odd, impenetrably convoluted, uniquely unclassifiable... Buckaroo Banzai has been confounding filmgoers since 1984. And I'll confess here and now: I'm a yuuge fan; it remains unmoved from my top five film faves of all time. This quirky, never-to-be-replicated confection carries an unwritten warning: "You either get it or you don't." And what makes it even better is it's totally self-aware. From the outset the film announces, You'll either love me or you won't, and if you do, here's a cookie. It has, perhaps paradoxically, helped me maintain my sanity merely by existing.

I vividly recall seeing it for the first time. An old friend of mine joined me and my wife for our semi-regular movie night. About fifteen minutes into the video, my wife left the room. But my friend and I stuck it out, and when it was done, we found ourselves staring at one another, jaws agape. "What did we just see?" one of us uttered. We agreed to watch it again. When the next opportunity arose, I talked my wife into sticking with it, which she did—much to her delight. For years since that time, we held "save the world" night on a semi-monthly basis, where we'd chant certain lines of dialog on cue (vaguely like Rocky Horror audiences), then laugh hysterically.

Those readers who've seen it—and got it—know of what I speak. You've noticed how Buckaroo pervades every aspect of popular culture in the film's self-contained universe... how the music score always references the "oscillation overthruster" theme... how many of the sub-plot threads are never resolved—and you don't care. Kind of freaky, isn't it? If you've somehow missed this precious film, and might enjoy perhaps one of the most successful Americanizations of Monty Python (in an obscure, tangential way impossible to articulate), please see it.

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Repeat after me:

  • Don't tug on that, you never know what it might be attached to.
  • Or, throw the harpoon.
  • Oh, senator, you're so gullible.
  • No matter where you go... there you are.
  • What, is he making fun of me?
  • This will make the ganglia twitch!
  • Home is where you wear your hat.
  • I feel so break up, I want to go home!
  • Laugh-a while you can, monkeyboy.
  • Does the President call him a lot?
  • The deuce you say.
  • It's Buckaroo Banzai! Get him!
  • It's your hand, Buckaroo.
  • Discussion, what discussion?
  • Hey, man, they're stealin' my helicopter!
  • Hold the gun in front of you.
  • Why is there a watermelon there?
  • And you are... John Smallberries!
  • I'm glad someone has the balls to face facts.
  • Declaration of war... the short form.
  • Where are we going? Planet Ten! When? Real soon!
  • Someone shut off that gosh darned claxon!
  • It's not my goddamn planet!
  • We're still over New Jersey.
  • Big Boo-tay! Tay! Tay!
  • It flies like a truck. Good. What is a truck?
  • Feet, do your stuff!
  • I'm a diplomat—I failed flight school!
  • Which one is it? Destroy Russia, or number two?
  • So what, big deal.
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