First, there's this move that the character concocts during adolescence, where he slowly lifts and points his finger and says "You...(innocent/guilty/poser/gay)!" which I think is supposed to be a catchphrase of some sort, but looks more like he's trying to audition for an underwater version of West Side Story. You....(snap)...gill...(boop)...tee...(wah)
Then, the now obligatory gay overtones throughout, where the devil comes upto a young Johnny Blade, saying something to the effect of "I like the way you ride. Maybe someday you can ride for me." And then he takes out his old man because he 'didn't want him to get between us'. Smooth, Lucifer.

And that Proxy female rocks! Her hips should have deemed a hazard to public safety, the way they were swinging all over the place with every step. Her character had this pose-to-pose type routine which is remniscient of my character animation. Sweet. The scenes at the restaurant were surreal (the 8-ball was genius) and so was the exchange with the waiter - "Do you think I'm pretty?" "Nyeh." Of course, he might have been gay, in which case it isn't ALL that funny.

Oh yeah, then this bugger rides all over town, tearing up the road and blowing out lights, glass and cars in his wake and finally catches one piddly alley thug (wouldn't want to be caught slacking on your first night) before calling it a night at the cemetery.

Which brings us to the old geezer out there. Every time he started talking, you'd have this flamenco guitar swell start in the background. If you listen closely, you can just make out Speedy Gonzales squealing "El Azote! Ariba!". He knows much, as old geezers in movies inevitably do, and informs Blade that every night he becomes this hideous beast and has to go out and tear up the streets and do the devil's work, and he had better get used to it. I don't get it - doesn't that describe ALL clubbers?