Friday, May 31, 2013

Leaving the Queue: "That's Big BooTAY... stop calling me Big Booty!"

Despite the fact that I am sooooooooo glad that Big Trouble in Little China wasn't a direct sequel to The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension, I still love the latter for it's oddly endearing zaniness.

I mean, honestly... a Brain Surgeon/Physicist/Rockstar/Superhero?

Peter Weller, John Lithgow, Jeff Goldblum, Christopher Lloyd, Clancy Brown, Dan Hedaya... just a perfectly quirky, personality-heavy cast that works as one of the greatest bad movies of all time.

Honestly, the only problem that I have see is with Ellen Barkin, who just doesn't fit (but that may have just been her hairstyle... and it was the 80's, so I'm probably just projecting).

It's iconic... it's a cult favorite... it's... leaving the queue.


Centered around the larger than life persona of Buckaroo Banzai (Weller), renaissance man of the 80's, and his ragtag crew of whitehat enforcers, who are there to save the world when it needs saving or just play a hip tune, the movie follows the conflict between Buckaroo and alien criminals from Planet 10, masquerading as humans on earth. Having invented a device that allows one to travel through solid matter, Buckaroo finds himself in the crosshairs of Lord John Whorfin (Lithgow), who wants to use the device to take over the universe.

Antics ensue.

The narrative makes no sense, the characters are colorful but insane, and there's absolutely no actual chemistry between the actors... really, the only performances that are great are those of Lithgow and Lloyd... but it's just so fun.

If ever there was a movie that joyfully would embrace a riffing from Mike and the guys, it's Buckaroo Banzai. If ever there was a movie that managed to maintain it's cheese and likability equally, it's Buckaroo Banzai. If ever there was a need for Jeff Goldblum in sheepskin chaps, you'll find it in Buckaroo Banzai.

Though, really, I think the world would've been a much better place without the image of Jeff as a Roy Rogers cowpoke.

It's terrible. It's stupendous. It's crass. It's brilliant. It's... best while high or drunk... or maybe both.

It's certainly better with friends.

It's gone (as of 6/1/13).

See you, Space Cowboy.

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