Bill Hader

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Stephen Frears’s The Hit is John Hurt (in a truly frightening performance) and a young, punked-out, Chinese-star-throwing Tim Roth (ditto) as two hit men transporting stool pigeon Terence Stamp (what a fucking cast!) from Spain to Paris to meet retribution from the crime boss he put away.

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Bottle Rocket remains my favorite Wes Anderson movie—and I love all of his movies.

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I read about Repulsion in a book about horror movies when I was thirteen. I smuggled it out of my local Blockbuster when they wouldn’t rent it to me (I switched its box with Father of the Bride). Watching it late at night and feeling I was getting away with something while being scared shitless was an experience I’ll never forget.

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Le plaisir is probably my favorite Ophuls movie.

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When I was seventeen, I dressed like John Lurie and Tom Waits in Down by Law. They were the apex of cool in my book. This is my favorite Jim Jarmusch movie.

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Le doulos is my favorite.

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Five Graves to Cairo (especially that ending), Double Indemnity, but nothing, nothing, beats Ace in the Hole.

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Sullivan’s Travels, along with The Miracle at Morgan’s Creek and Unfaithfully Yours, is my favorite Preston Sturges movie.

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The Thin Red Line is extraordinary.

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I first saw This Is Spinal Tap when I was seven or eight, and it totally changed my life.