Pulp Fiction numero uno.
I am absolutely compelled by that movie; but I have a hard time explaining "why" in polite company. Love it. I usually avoid the cocaine overdose scene, though, oh, and the pawn-shop basement homo torture -- too dehumanizing. I watch the movie just to catch the parts in the Ed Sullivan night spot, the Denny's-esque restaurant philosophical discussion interrupted by Hunny=Bunny's holdup, and the "Dead N***er Storage" episode. Never was soundtrack music done more elegantly than in the scene where Neil Diamond's "Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon" and the "Son of a Preacher Man" clips were featured.