Rating is for the imaginary edit without the inserted random softcore. What's left is one of Milligan's most unsettling; I'm not sure if the inserts take the edge off or make it worse.

Tepid and silly, but Hurt keeps it watchable, and the bombastic score is so wrong but I came to look forward to every ridiculous electric guitar and drum cue.

I first saw this movie a few days after I turned sixteen. It was my first favorite movie, but it wasn't (just) the T&A that left an impression. This was the first time I noticed a film's production values, the first time I was blown away by a movie's skewed camera angles and rapid-fire editing. Meyer's insistence on playing Roger Ebert's script with a straight face put me off the smug, knowing tones of deliberate camp for life. I still don't understand when people respond to BVD as if its meant to be taken seriously, but I guess that confirms Meyer knew what he was doing.

Because the best way to remember our fallen veterans is to dance for them.