Tim Burton’s Nashville. Lovably zany, eye-poppingly colourful and animated by a pretty insane ensemble cast of 90s big hitters and Burton regulars. You even get two Jack Nicholsons for the price of one. I love all the throwback flourishes like the simple design of the flying saucers and Elfman’s heavy use of theremin in the score, as well as the cruel humour that runs throughout. Certainly a movie which earns the exclamation mark in its title, this is every inch the alien-invasion-as-comic-strip those original trading cards promised. Burton was the king of cashing studio-issue blank cheques in the 90s. Ack ack! Ack! A blast.