Road House is one of those films you can't explain. You either get it or you don't. At this point, every time I see so much as a single frame from that film, I break out into a big smile. I love how there's a scene where Wesley is just casually driving down the wrong side of the road expecting everyone to get out of his way. HAHA! Like, he's so corrupt he's not even afraid of a head-on collision. Also, I'm sorry, but did you fail to mention, "My way or the highway?" Road House is quite literally the perfect film. It should be sealed up in a time capsule to show to future civilizations to explain everything about our current reality (honestly... it does sum up our reality in a way that's a little too close for comfort).