The ultimate pretentious neckbeard basement dweller movie. Absolutely no contest.

Some people think it's Fight Club, but it's not. It's this.

This a movie both released AND set in the 70s. You can't beat that.

Features not one but two "badass" actors, Robert de Niro and Christopher Walken. You can pretend you're a genius because you're watching Walken "before he was famous" or something. So you're kidding yourself that you're like some epicure who discovered an earlier version,/"beta version" of a famous fine wine that everybody else missed.

And, of course, it's about three stinking hours long. So watching this means you have a better attention span than everybody, and everyone not watching this movie is a dummy who "can only understand Michael Bay" or something something!

(ignoring the inconvenient fact of how long, in fact, many of his movies are)

You're pretending you understand working class people because it's about steelworkers. Watching this movie makes you a down-to-earth trade unionist genius hero who cares about the masses or something. Watching this movie means you can "hang out" with a bunch of "reaL" working class dudes without them beating you at pool and making fun of your terrible clothes and obesity, and the cheeto-stains all down your front.

Best of all, of course... it's got a fucking RUSSIAN ROULLETTE. NOT ONLY IS RUSSIAN ROULLETTE BADASS BECAUSE IT INVOLVES SUICIDE... BUT IT'S GOT THE WORD RUSSIAN IN IT, MAKING IT EXTRA MYSTERIOUS AND COOL. RUSSIAN!!!!!!!

Plus it has a wedding scene, probably the only wedding you'll ever get "invited" to.

AND CHRISTOPHER WALKEN WEARS THAT COOL HEADBAND WHILE HE'S DOING IT. HE'S TOTALLY THE JOHN MCENROE OF RUSSIAN ROULLETTE OR SOMETHING! BADASSES POINTING GUNS AT THEIR OWN HEADS!

RUSSIAN ROULLETTE MOTHER FUCKERS!