As he also put it, it's about a man who wants to fuck a machine.

And what beautiful machines. (The cast just looks beautiful; even het-o me can see that Rutger Hauer's beautiful in the film.)

But it's far more overwhelming for me to think of the larger questions of death and memory in the story, as they apply to everyone.

And the film pulls that off with depth. It's one of the reasons we're still talking about it 25 years later, to state the obvious. Bless this film.