If I don't see this I will feel a level of disappointment that will stay with me for fucking ever!  I won't let missing this movie be yet another thing that contributes to me being a little ineffectual nothing!

He already did such a thing in the Texanoir Tarantinoesque Love and a .45.  He basically played Mitch (aka Wiley Wiggins) in the early 90s.  He's held up by Watty who teaches him the error of unskilled wage-slavery in favor of clever, managed-risk petty robbery.

Hey.  That Julie chick?  She looo-ooves you.  You gotta play it cool, and can't let her know how much you like her or she'll dump you *snaps fingers* like that.  Like if she asks you if you need a ride tonight, say, "No, I've got a ride, but maaay-be I'll see you there,"  Sounds stupid doesn't it?  It works.

Really, rewatching D&C, Mallrats et al, I have to pose the question:  Was she ever?

How do I get to this universe?  Hyper-tech stargate or eldritch Olde Magicks?

She's also in an insert during the cheer squad hazing.  For the longest time I thought it was just a weird angle of Joey Adams that made her look much fresher and more attractive.

Maaa-aaan, how awesome was he as the heavy, Terry Valentine's security honcho in The Limey?  Then he doubles down on his own badassery by hiring the Greasiest Version of Nicky Katt Ever and the autistic guy doing the bad Sonny Landham impression to do his dirty work.  The Limey = Best Soderbergh.

Dirty Harry was pretty cool in DIRTY HARRY when he came across the gay kid in the park when Scorpio was running his ass around.

It must be a bitch finding matching mahogany coffins in 28 Fat and 12 Dwarf.

Theeerreeeeee's a Heaven aboveyoubayyyyyyy-beeeee. 
So don'tcha cry-eye-eye tonight!

This quote teaches you high-falutin' stuff and gutter slang.

Wasn't the cult in the desert one of the most realistically disturbing characterizations of such social phenomena as to be found in movies of this era?  They always creeped me out much more than the straight back-to-the-land type hippies in the Easy Rider commune.  I bet Tom Laughlin would've pulled down his Medicine…

I like to call that Tuesday night.

That was back before the psychedelic space rock prog-opera thing they developed into when they were still a harmonizing four-piece Brill Building pop machine.

Keep the cork in that bottle.  Good thing that zeitgeist never broke out of obscurity.

I've been there once.  It was nice.  Weed, booze and women were cheap.

You fight fire with enhanced radiation weapons.

Bay did similarly with another movie that started smart with an excellent premise:  The Island.

Haywire, Informant, Contagion etc. etc.

She can give me what I've always wanted:  Rachel Weisz grappling me into submission.  Please choke me out Hypatia!  Your notion of elliptical orbits of heavenly spheres is prima facie fallacious!