I Love Tank Girl (The Movie, Not the Comic, Which I Don’t Get)

Seriously. I Love 1995’s Tank Girl. You know, the one with Lori Petty and Ice-T as a kangaroo, and Malcolm McDowell as the baddie with a holographic head.


Photo by Suzanne Tenner – © 1994 United Artists Pictures Inc

If any single movie influenced Take the All-Mart! the most, it had to be Tank Girl. The original draft of Take the All-Mart! even opened with Trip talking directly to the reader about how the world had been destroyed a half-dozen times over and everybody was pretty well fucked now — a homage to Tank Girl’s opening narration.

I loved everything about the movie. The script was sharp, the actors knew exactly what kind of movie they were making and ran with it, and the world the movie presented was this perfect fully-drawn pocket universe. It was just downright fun.

So it’s always stunned me that I seem to be in the minority in my love for this film. It’s got a 4.8 on IMDB. That’s a worse rating than Saw 3D: The Final Chapter and only slightly better than Jaws 3-D. How is that even possible? In what kind of sick and depraved universe do we live in? I mean, come on: Lori Petty just nailed Tank Girl’s snark and spunk, and how could you not crush on Jet Girl? And did I not mention Malcolm McDowell is in it? And Iggy fucking Pop? And Mr. James Hong? And that awesome soundtrack — Devo and Bjork and Magnificent Bastards? And right in the middle of it there’s a frakking musical dance number?

Seriously. Instead of a 4.8 on IMDB Tank Girl deserves to be ensconced in the Funky Goofy Wildly Entertaining Sci-Fi Movie Hall of Fame, along with Buckaroo Banzai, Big Touble in Little China, and Army of Darkness. So, if such a thing exists, and you are or know the person in charge, get on that. Chop chop.

P.S. Yeah, about the comic the movie was based on. Read it. Didn’t get it. It’s very British underground scene, a lot of jargon and in-jokes. Art’s great, and I’m sure if I was smart enough to grok all the references I’d thoroughly enjoy it. But I’m not, and I didn’t. So sue me.

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