Bubba Ho-Tep was a lot different than I expected it would be, but I really liked what it was. It was slower paced, kind of bittersweet, and dealt with the slow fade of aging. It was almost Wes Anderson-ish in a few ways.
"I'll be damned if I let some foreign, graffiti writin', soul suckin', son of a bitch in an oversized cowboy hat and boots take my friend's souls and shit 'em down the visitor's toilet!"