Mark Shermin: Have people from your world been here before?
Starman: Before, yes. We are interested in your species.
Mark Shermin: You mean you’re some kind of an anthropologist? Is that what you’re doing here? Just checking us out?
Starman: You are a strange species. Not like any other. And you’d be surprised how many there are. Intelligent but savage. Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you? [Shermin nods] You are at your very best when things are worst.
Debbie: You know, Terry, I had a pretty good time.
Toad: Oh, come on, you’re just. . .
Debbie: No, no, really. I really had a good time. I mean, you picked me up and we got some hard stuff and saw a hold-up and then we went to the Canal and you got your car stolen and then I got to watch you gettin’ sick and then you got in this really bitchin’ fight. . .I really had a good time.
My first memories of American Graffiti mostly revolve around my love of the film’s soundtrack. I remember watching it as a little kid and not really being able to follow the plot, but absolutely falling in love with the soundtrack. It’s perhaps the best soundtrack of all time. That may be debatable, but I’ll stick with my opinion there. Apparently George Lucas wrote the screenplay after being challenge on the set of THX-1138 by Francis Ford Coppola to write something that mainstream audiences would enjoy. Lucas then set the film in 1962 around the cruising culture he remembered as a teenager in Modesto. The result was a ridiculously successful film full of early-60s, pre-Vietnam-era nostalgia. The film had a $775,000 budget and wound up grossing $118 mil. It was also nominated for five Academy Awards: Best Original Screenplay, Best Film Editing, Best Supporting Actress Candy Clark, Best Director and Best Picture. It was up against A Touch of Class, Cries and Whispers, The Exorcist and winner The Sting.