Wild at Heart was released 25 years ago today. I was 11, going on 12, and already a big David Lynch fan. I didn’t see it until it came out on VHS, whenever that was, and then I asked for the tape for my birthday the next year and watched it over and over, memorizing it. This is probably my favorite scene in any movie ever.

Also 25 years old: Pump Up the Volume, which I watched just about every goddamn day from seventh grade to eleventh grade (I dubbed it from a rental by connecting my mother’s VCR to my grandparents’ VCR). Probably the movie that had the most influence on me as a kid. The soundtrack introduced me to Leonard Cohen, MC5, The Pixies, Soundgarden, and Sonic Youth. I’m still in love with Nora Diniro. And I still chew Black Jack gum when I can find it. Bonus: the guy who wrote this great AV Club piece, Ron Hart, went to SUNY New Paltz, where I started in ’96 (I lived in New Paltz ’96-’01 and then ’02-’06).