In addition to my childhood memories of Labyrinth (I had the novelization, too), I have a lovely remembrance of a few years ago: I was sick as a dog at juliana's on the tractor-beam bed, and she fed me yummy salmon and we watched Labyrinth. Then I rallied and we went out.
Good times, good times.
(It was that viewing where I had the revelation that the Goblin King was quite the abusive boyfriend character.)
They're showing Labyrinth on the big screen around here sometime this summer. Must look up.