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...flip side of Repo Man's bizarreness emerges in the next few scenes, wherein we are introduced to the film's chief protagonist, a young suburban punk called Otto. Otto is rootless, aimless, unhinged--of this we are made painfully aware. We meet him first in a supermarket, where he is getting fired from his job, but the scene quickly shifts to outside an L.A. home where a gang of punks are into some serious slam-dancing action. The scene and music (solid hardcore) immediately conjure up the rage of Decline, the late great documentary about the L.A. punk scene...
...What noted existentialist and television celebrity, when asked in supermarket parking lots whether she is the legendary Erma Bombeck, blushes prettily, lowers her gaze and says, "No, I'm Ann-Margret, but thank you anyway...
...schoolboy son who flunked lunch. About her washing machine, which eats one sock in every pair; her kids ask where the lost ones go, and she tells them that they go to live with Jesus. About how, when one kid ate an unknown quantity of fruit on a supermarket expedition, she offered to weigh him and pay for everything over 53 Ibs. About why it is all right to store useless leftovers in the refrigerator: "Garbage, if it's made right, takes a full week." About how young mothers want desperately to talk to someone...
Goldsmith always wanted to be a millionaire. At 20 he made international headlines by eloping with a Bolivian heiress, and in 1965 he began a long string of corporate takeovers. Goldsmith's diverse holdings include the French newsweekly L 'Express; Grand Union, the U.S. supermarket chain; and Manhattan's Hard Rock...
...Orwell predicted and renamed it the Department of Love and the Secretary of Love. It's true we are watched all the time by television cameras when we go into our bank even though we are not planning to rob it or go into a supermarket even though we are not planning to do any shoplifting. But we've not yet learned to love Big Brother as Orwell predicted, and we are not quite ready to believe that two and two are five...