Grosse Pointe Blank

I stumbled onto this little gem on HBO the other night and remembered why it is still one of my favorite movies of all time. John Cusack, who I will always have a crush on no matter how gay I am, Minnie Driver and the best Joan Cusack bit part ever. Marty Blank returns to Grosse Pointe after disappearing for 10 years without a word to his then-girlfriend or anyone else, for that matter. He spends his time becoming a damn-fine professional killer before returning to his alma mater’s 10-year reunion, with the side benefit of taking care of a job while he’s there. How convenient!

Upon his prodigal return, he is surprisingly honest, and tells every single person he talks to that he left to join the military and become a professional killer, not that anyone believes him. He has the feds, a mystery asshole assassin, and a spot-on midwestern Dan Aykroyd all nipping at his heels. There are so many things I love about this movie, it’s hard to start picking them out. The soundtrack is unbelievable, and gives us a dose of the greatest musical collaboration ever, in addition to a frickin adorable baby:

I love this movie just as much as the first time I saw it. Sometimes that happens when I have some nostalgia connected to a not-so-good film from days gone by. I may have it associated with a happy family memory, or a time in my life where a movie touched me for one reason or another. I am convinced that this movie stands apart, and that if I were to watch it for the very first time today, I would enjoy it just as much and still put it in my top 20 best comedies. And not just because Marty Blank spends the last 20 minutes on a kill-fest, professing his love for Debby while smashing guys in the head with a skillet. Who wouldn’t love that, I ask you?

Grosse Pointe Blank

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