This morning, I awoke early due to rampant diarrhea caused by an overabundance of meatloaf from last night's dinner. Unable to sleep, I did what any unemployed person would do - I turned on the TV. At five in the morning there really aren't many options as to what's on.

And then, the unemployment gods smiled upon me. No, it wasn't a winning scratch ticket, or free beer, or even a phone call from my landlord telling me not to worry about the rent this month. It wasn't any of those things, but it was still great - Repo Man was on.

For those of you who've lived under a rock for the past 24 years (or shop at Hot Topic), Repo Man (starring a pre-Bobby Emilio Estevez) is the story of a young suburban punk named Otto who gets roped into repossessing cars. The plot involves aliens, government agents, and a shitload of generic food and car air fresheners. None of that is really important, though. What is important is the fact that the movie even got made in the first place. Alex Cox, the director of Repo Man, had this to say from his website:

How it got made isn't nearly as important as the fact that it exists in the first place, though. Why? One simple reason: because it's so goddamned weird. Even a quarter-century later, Repo Man still holds up as one of the strangest films I've ever seen. It's also wickedly funny, simultaneously capturing a moment in time- the mid-1980s- and skewering it so badly you can practically hear Ronald Reagan's corpse say, "Not tonight, Bonzo". With all the references to a self-help book named "Diuretix", to the killer punk/hardcore soundtrack (look for the Circle Jerks posing as a lounge act about an hour into the film), to Otto's parents giving away his entire college fund to a televangelist (do people still do that?), the movie's jokes somehow still hold up today. Of course, it helps that the script contains so many catchphrase-worthy lines.

If you're still reading this, and you've never seen Repo Man, stop reading and go watch it. If you have seen it, let me ask you this: what movie is the Repo Man of today? Do they make films this fucking strange anymore without being from Japan or David Lynch? Suggest some more weird movies to me and I'll keep writing these things. Assuming, of course, that I have meatloaf again tonight.



MisterSatan is writing this article instead of looking for a job. He should have his knuckles slapped.