Not the drink, the movie.  Scares the shit out of me each time I see it.  And that soundtrack!  I went through a big phase, around 25 years ago, of listening to Cajun and Zydeco; and Ry Cooder was much admired by certain people I knew (though not necessarily by me).  Next time you take a hike into the swamps, don't go messing with the locals...