John Carpenter said (more than once) that 'he only made movies so he could do the soundtracks'. Gosh, I loved this movie. Call me Snake.
I used to hang with Mike McQuay (now dead) who wrote the novelization of the film. Among other things. Now, there's an epitaph. I smoked my first Panama Red with him, and watched HBO for the first time with him. Same day.
On another day, he fucked my ex girlfriend, and tried to put it in my face. I asked him "It doesn't bug you that her eyes cross when she cums?" and he said "What?" and I said, "Okay...sorry...never mind."
Whatever. John Carpenter rocks.