El Ataque de los tomates asesinos es al universo freak lo que Beavis and Butthead a la Generación X o el Alex Kidd a los videojuegos de plataformas. Clásico indispensable, obra de consulta y objeto de constante referencia, veneración y amoroso escarnio. Absurda y sublime, cutre a rabiar. Cine de culto con creces y sin precedente. Indescriptible.

Ahí va un fragmento del tema principal de su sin par banda sonora (para la traducción buscaros la vida, oye):

“Attack of the killer tomatoes! Attack of the killer tomatoes!
They'll beat you, bash you, squish you, mash you
Chew you up for brunch and finish you off for dinner or lunch!
They're marching down the halls - They're crawling up the walls
They're gooey, gushy, squishy, mushy - Rotten to the core
They're standing outside your door!

Remember Herman Farbage while taking out his garbage
He turned around and he did see tomatoes hiding in his tree
Now he's just a memory!
I know I'm going to miss her - a tomato ate my sister (BUAJAJAJAJA)
Sacramento fell today - They're marching in San Jose
Tomatoes are on their way!"

Por favor, vedla.

P.D.: ¡Adoro ese cartel!