I have an entire essay, written some years ago, about how Buckaroo Banzai, one of the weirdest of cult films, has remained a steady anchor in my life.
I fear the reflection insists upon itself too much, as they say, so I will not ask you to suffer through it.
Instead, I simply offer you the scene from the end credits, where my favorite characters, all of them complete genius freaks, go for a little walk.
These are the sorts of friends I always wanted to have. . . .
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