repo man c/d

THE HELL HE WAS!

"The more you drive, the less intelligent you are."

This is one of those rare films, like Spinal Tap, where all the dialogue is funny in context.

"Hey kid, you wanna earn $10?"
"Fuck you, queer"

"Look."

"Booth's setting him on fire."

"Couldn't enjoy it any more, Mom. Mm, mm, mmm."

I have no appetite or I already ate, so I said I'll just have this drink and keep you company while you eat. Next thing I know, we're sitting at a booth that looks like the Grande sumthinernuther at the Venetian in Vegas, and he has already finished eating because there's a PLATE OF SHRIMP that's half eaten in between stacks of other half-cleared plates at the table.

I awoke soon after and thought of Repo Man because of the plate of shrimp reference.

-- J. Frank Parnell

sweet jesus, that would've been the greatest great thing ever to happen ever.

This is only slightly topped by the fact that they had a chance to talk to Muhammad Ali and his people about having him appear at the end of the film with the preacher and rabbis and the like, in order to show that not even Muhammad Ali could approach the car!

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing with our car?"

"Your car? Are you sure? This looks like my car. Are there pecan pies in the back?"

"Not any more. We ate them."

I still havent listened to that CD. :-(

neither have i. i always forget about it, being buried in that tin box.

the cd that is

You also have that tin box edition? I cherish it. The CD might be lost though. Not sure, should check it. As soon as my daughter can sit down for more than an hour, she's going to HAVE TO WATCH THIS MOVIE.

i also have the evil dead 2 tin box! i missed out on the two lane blacktop one, though

Fuck you, Archie! Just for that, you're not in the gang anymore.

This was one of my first movies I remember from when I was around three to five years old. I remember liking how much of an adventure it was, though I can't imagine what else I would've picked up from it at the time. This would've been the silly television-censored version, of course.

Seeing it again recently I was struck by how similar the tone of the bizarro world is to the Grand Theft Auto series. The basic plot of car-stealing aside, the off-the-wall characterizations of people - from the way some people are either infinitely selfish and conniving or these otiose zombies - and the non-stop parody of mass culture struck me as being very similar to the games. There isn't really a classically sympathetic character in the movie or the games.

The radio station commercials Otto listens to at one point also sound like those hilarious pseudostations that appear in GTA.

You like music, listen to this. I was into these dudes before anyone. Wanted me to be their manager. I called bullshit on that. Managing a pop group is no job for a man.

I don't want no commies in my car. No Christians either.

Always intense.

When a boat owner defaults on his loan, the bank hires Jeff Henderson to seize its property. The former Army detective tracks the boat down in a backyard or a marina or a garage and hauls it to his storage area and later auctions it off. After nearly 20 years in the repossession business, Mr. Henderson has never been busier.

“I used to take the weak ones,” he said. “Now I’m taking the whole herd.”

...

Mr. Henderson, 48, is repossessing nearly a boat a day, most from the Great Lakes area but a few farther afield. He is looking for a man from the Bronx named Rocko, who told the bank his 34-foot cruiser was at a marina that does not exist. He is trying to get a Michigan woman to tell him where to find her husband’s pontoon boat.

The bigger the boat, the harder to hide. A few miles from Mr. Henderson’s office is a house that, even in depressed Michigan, would sell for a million dollars. Tied up on the canal in back, just visible from the street, is a 40-foot Silverton yacht. As Mr. Henderson surveyed the area the other day, something nagged at his memory.

Finally he remembered: “I’ve taken this boat before.” Owners of repossessed boats have a few weeks to redeem them, and this fellow had availed himself of the opportunity. Now, a few years later, he was in trouble again. Mr. Henderson shrugged. “I took it before, I’ll take it again. After I take it a few more times, he’ll be eligible for a Christmas card. One guy, I took his boat four times.”

i'm lookin for ROCKO

has you seen em?

Some days we're all looking for Rocko.