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Rik Mayall in a green-and-yellow striped suit, taped inside a jack-in-the-box, back to wreck Phoebe Cates's life for her own good. Gene Siskel called it one of the worst films he had ever seen. A generation of kids rented it until the tape wore out.
David Fincher's anti-consumerist fever dream — Edward Norton's insomniac narrator, Brad Pitt's Tyler Durden, and a basement club with rules you weren't supposed to talk about. It bombed with critics split down the middle and underwhelmed in theaters, then the DVD turned it into the defining cult movie of its generation.