... where a stripper blows out the candles...
.
.
.. and a rat pops out of the cake?
Of Unknown Origin (1983)
I kind of just want to keep posting frames from this sequence...
... instead of writing anything...
... because I find it...
... endlessly hysterical.
Yes that's 80s straight-to-VHS skin-goddess Shannon Tweed as a proper mother with pearls, hence the stripper comment. This movie was one of John Waters picks for the "Movies I'm Jealous I Didn't Make" portion of his retrospective at The Film Society of Lincoln Center last week; he also showed my beloved Final Destination, which he introduced, and the combination of the two kind of broke my brain. In the greatest way imaginable.
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