I remember watching an interview with Terri Garr, who had a bit part in this film. She said the producers made this film solely in the hopes of making a sequel so they could then use the tag line:
Growing up, my much MUCH older brother Jimmy(the proverbial black sheep of the family) looked like this. Now whenever I see anyone with similar looks all I can see is bat-fucking-crazy-selfish-eyes.
WTF? I actually have a faculty member who requested a not yet published journal article with incomplete citation(AND WRONG JOURNALTITLE) complaining to my department head because I provided him with a) a correct citation, b) correct journal title and c) access to the article he requested (once it is actually published) in this week's upcoming issue of the Harvard Business Review.
Sorry fella I lost the ability to meld time and data at the age of seven.