Gleaming the Cube

Well, skateboarding slackers avenge their Vietnamese adopted brother's murder at the hands of gunrunning video store owners and, uh, bankers, I think, I don't really remember, while no one believes them except one renegade cop who solves staged suicides and castigates racist motel clerks, e.g.,

Clerk: "I rented the room to this Chinese kid."
Detective: "This kid's Vietnamese."
Clerk: "They all look the same."
Detective: "No, they don't."

Meanwhile, they do wheely spin-thingies on wood as they 1) visit the murdered Vietnamese brother's grave, lamenting their geometry homework and 2) seduce the murdered Vietnamese brother's girlfriend, daughter of said gunrunning video store owner, in a desperate attempt to infiltrate the underworld of Vietnamese gunrunning and video discounts.

Incomprehensible movie, and way too much fun. Just as good and bad as it was when I was seven. Lots of Nguyens and distant shots of the Matterhorn ride at Disneyland.

"So what do you have against Orange County?"
"Didn't I tell you to get lost?"

Whatever happened to Christian Slater, anyway? And my dentist is named Nguyen.