Repo Man (1984), written and directed by Alex Cox.
This made a big splash in my circle when it first appeared, although better liked by our younger members who knew punk music and the associated satiric sensibility. I liked it well enough -- and we quoted it for years -- but I mainly enjoyed Harry Dean Stanton and Tracey Walter.
Now: it's just the same, of course, but less outrageous. Times have changed, or more likely, the reviewer has changed. Time and movies: the magic is there, then it goes away. But sometimes it comes back.
I see more visual gags on the Blu-ray than I noticed in the theater.
Criterion Blu-ray with a gang commentary track, including the director. They are having a great time, but the information density is not very high.