The Deer Hunter. Still packs a helluva punch, with some fine performances at the heart of it, and a very true-feeling depiction of an American blue-collar existence that I suspect has by now pretty much gone the way of the stagecoach. The Vietnam scenes are as savage as I remember, with 'the enemy' depicted very much as Indians were before America invented Native Americans - ie, savage brutes, with not a redeeming feature in sight. Plus of course Cavatina - surely neck & neck with The Third Man zither for Most Iconic Movie Music ever. An easy 8/10, maybe 9.