A slick little number in a classic black suit, Quentin Tarantino’s crown-making picture cemented his status as the unlikely king of cool – at least back in 1992. The gold diadem’s gone suspiciously green since then, but this post-heist tale of deception, dirtbags, and diamonds remains a glimpse of greatness. Come for the sharp dialogue, stay for the bright red violence, and make sure to tune in for K-Billy’s Super Sounds of the Seventies Weekend to hear your favorite tunes. Just don’t tell anyone your real name or who you’re really working for. – James Scott
