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The sting of getting home at 4 AM on a Monday morning after a 10-hour, trauma-inducing bus ride can only be eased with a sunrise like this one. Sunsets tend to be more dramatic, like the teenage daughter who insists on painting her fingernails black and shaving only one side of her head, while sunrises are the quieter, more demure sibling. They’re less of an attention-starved showoff, but when they get dressed up everybody’s still all like, “Damn… sunrises are hot.”

Another successful BKFST:

For those that didn’t pick it up — that line is a reference to Wet Hot American Summer, surely the greatest summer camp film ever crafted. Three years ago, when my pot-smoking became, how you say, “extremely regular”, that movie was basically my Bible. Like Virgil’s Aeneid, I could jump to any point in the film and find answers to the problems that had plagued my day. Tough problems — like what to do when you’re hurtling down Moose River with a bunch of young campers and are about to be pitched into the rapids. And Wet Hot American Summer never let me down.

Also, this bit of trivia was unknown to me 15 minutes ago and is awesome:

The owners of Camp Towanda (where the movie was filmed) were told that this was going to be a family comedy. They were mortified when they saw the final cut of the film.

And just for good measure…

The behind-the-scenes photos on IMDb are also fucking incredible. Check ‘em out after the jump if you can appreciate what this movie really is — a treasure.

All photos are by Eureka Pictures.