At one of my old jobs my colleagues and I were talking about a weird Mad-Max-looking guy we saw in our parking lot that day. He was steampunk before steampunk, and without a label to lay on him he just looked like a weirdo. One of my coworkers said, "He was like, from the movie, Thunderdome, but, you know, post-Thunderdome." My other coworker and I looked at each other and he said, "You mean Beyond Thunderdome?" The first replied, "Yeah...but that's not what I'd call it." It was years before Netflix. We let it slide.