I remember going to see Liquid Sky in college, intrigued at what sort of indie art sex/drugs/rockNroll movie could get a rave review out of the Wall Street Journal. (I suppose that combination tells you something of what I was like then, and probably now.)
How bizarre to discover that DVDs of Liquid Sky now sell for $200! (Why so much? Why didn't / don't they print some more?) And how interesting to see the customer reviews at Amazon, including several saying 'best movie ever', and several saying 'worst movie ever'—notably the guy who suggested it would be cheaper and about as much fun to flush your head down the toilet, then cover yourself in peanut butter and sit near an anthill.
FWIW, I liked the movie.