So—how stunning was this print of FAST TIMES AT RIDGEMONT HIGH (1982)? Not a scratch on it, super-duper color, wowoweee! And, let’s face it, the film holds up to multiple viewings. Glad to finally have seen it on the big screen. Jesse Hawthorne Ficks of Midnites for Maniacs treated us to some choice trivia: there was a sequel to this movie, called The Wild Life, with Sean Penn’s brother, Chris Penn, playing the role of Spicoli. What?!

And another question: whatever happened to Judge Reinhold?

Is it just me? Or is the typography for THE LAST AMERICAN VIRGIN (1982) apt for the film’s “penetrating” dissection of teenage lust?

The best part of this double feature—esp. for a night devoted to “Cocky White Guys”? Both films depict abortion frankly, realistically, and with nary a batted eyelash. As Jesse pointed out, would that Knocked Up and Juno were so cool.

By the by: had a terrible experience taking the all-night BART home (due to the Bay Bridge closure). Picture the scene:

2 a.m.

Hundreds of drunk people.

Hundreds of drunk people who never used BART before.

Hundreds of drunk people who had never used BART before stampeding through the doors of the car X and I had ambled into at 24th Street.

I won’t go into any more detail than to tell you that the below cocky white guy STOOD ON MY REAR BICYCLE WHEEL, with all his weight. Yes, he was that drunk and that much of a mischievous monkey. I did get him to give me 20 bucks in exchange for my having to true my back wheel.

By the way, his name is Robert Harris—or so he claimed—and he builds and races bikes, and works at Mike’s Bikes, and lives somewhere in the East Bay.

You have been warned.