Very interesting, Andre, but your attempts to convince that you're insane will not save you! Now quit stalling and guess which glass has the poison in it!
In 97 or so, right out of college, I rediscovered this film and turned a few friends on to it as well. I probably watched it five or six times over the course of a month. Shortly thereafter, I walked by Wallace Shaun on the street in Greenwich Village, and slowed down to see if I could say hi and let him know how much I admired that film.
He took a look at me, sussed my age, and walked away with a look of discomfort on his face.
I'm pretty sure that he assumed I was going to point at him and yell "INCONCEIVABLE!!!"