If you make your own clothes, and you watch this movie, you might develop an overwhelming desire to buy mothballs.

To Australians walk into a room, and throw chairs at each other, it would have to be Los Angeles. Or is that three Australians?

Lawrence of Arabia in tights? Or in the gutter, with the keys to his Rolls and not a leg to stand on.

You don’t have to come from anywhere in particular, you can hang these pictures on your wall. But if you are in Kansas don’t forget to tip the security guard.

You might know the movie, you might even assume which scene. But you’re going to have to sing Mickey Mouse all the way through to the end, it’s where Cowboys go to die.

When it comes to iconic, it don’t get more epic than this one. Going against the current has never been more satisfying.

In an ideal world every movie would be made by these directors, and every movie would be this one.

I star studded cast, cast studded storylines. Including toads, in Biblical proportion.

If it wasn’t for my eyebrows I could’ve been a gangster.

When it comes to robbing banks every dog has its day, but it ain’t this one.