Repo Man is still one of my all-time favorite movies.
Brilliant piece of work. Not a lot of plot, not a lot of action, some stunningly brilliant monologues, though. Science Fiction? Action? Adventure? Taught drama? Mystery? Satire? Punk?
To me, it’s period piece, a low-budget, 80’s classic. I was looking at something else and noticed there was an early Sunday afternoon showing at the Alamo, so off we went for a matinee. I was anticipating their pizza or some similar foodstuffs. “Kitchen’s not opening until later, popcorn or chips?”
I figure I’ll be digging popcorn out of my teeth for another day or two.
The movie was worth it. They opened with a 1985 Monster Truck video, backed by “I-can-name-the-group” collection of 80’s pop. Four young teens were cavorting around a video game in the lobby while the parental figure with those four young males was quietly reading a New Yorker magazine. One of the–I’m assuming–adolescent males had a jacket, in a punk-looking lettering across the back, it read “exploited.”
Sure thing. Probably bought it at the mall.
I was a little disappointed in the general lack of audience participation and response for a cult classic like this film. It begs the question, as well, since I own the movie on DVD, why would I go and see it at the Alamo? For one, I haven’t been out in a long while, and for two, I was interested to see a younger audience reaction.
“Ordinary people spend there life avoiding tense situations. A repo man spends his life getting into tense situations. Let’s go get a drink.”
Looking at Bud’s line (stellar performance by Harry Dean Stanton) looks pretty lame, out of context, and lacking his manic delivery.
Still a classic and perfect mood elevator for me.
