For your viewing pleasure while I hang around on the ocean for a while:
First, the transcendently wonderful/awful John Carpenter film Dark Star. Hang in till the music starts.
In that scene, you can catch what, I'm convinced, is the genesis of a later incarnation of similar awful wonderfulness, Red Dwarf, my favorite show ever for 3 a.m. can't-sleep viewing. It took me years of late-night studying of Dave Lister to get a handle on how to employ the Liverpool Scouse accent. Enjoy!
