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REPO MAN

Alex Cox United States, 1984
Repo Man posits that sarcasm and a refusal to make the machinery of vile conservative governments work are far more important than godliness, which is as true in 2015 as it was in 1984 and as it will be in a hundred years.
November 18, 2015
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No change in rating, but I may be edging back towards my teenage conservatism because the 'haywire' last half-hour struck me as a bit tedious this time. Still very much its own thing, and the fact that human relationships are deliberately abbreviated... is a sign of true punk spirit, even as the sci-fi overlay is a sign of a wide-eyed dreamer.
March 24, 2015
Repo Man would be a hard debut for any director to outshine. It's a film with nearly zero body fat, in a league with Star Wars or the Monty Python movies in its abundance of quotable lines. Its countless little extras—Miller's shaman dance, the clucking agents, the ubiquitous (and sponsored) air fresheners—reward repeat viewings.
April 16, 2013
The first half of the film has some really authentic moments, some nice surreal touches, and some great music (including a hilarious cameo by The Circle Jerks as the washed up nightclub band). The second half devolves into a more typical everything-but-the-kitchen-sink 80s romp which either is your thing or isn't, complete with the paranormal HAZMAT team from E.T. and dull witted machine gun toting mohawk sporting bad guys in the Bebop and Rocksteady mold.
April 12, 2013
Pressed, it's hard to think of five American studio pictures as original as Repo Man... [Its] critique of its era's swirling dynamic of excesses and emptiness, and its tendency to engender this alienation, may seem a bit reactionary and adolescent. Yet it remains potent when apprehended in this very energetic, adolescent naivety.
April 11, 2013
Iggy Pop's title tune sets the tone for a movie that truly just does not give a fuck. Returns inevitably diminish a bit by the end as a result, but its unique brand of punk drollery still cracks me up, and many of its ideas, like the generic labels, seem way ahead of their time.
February 25, 2012