What’s worse than when your freeloading, troublemaking, fresh-from-breaking-out-of-prison friends show up to crash on your couch and overstay their welcome? When they show up right as you’re in the midst of pulling off a baby heist with your one true (barren) love, with whom you can’t adopt because you’re a convicted con, but whom you’d do absolutely anything for, including kidnapping one of the quintuplets of a local furniture magnate so the two of you can raise him as your own. Talk about bad timing. No one has worn a panty (hose) on his face with quite as much country-store-robbing grace as Nicolas Cage, and no one fake-cries with such cute gusto as Holly Hunter. Raising Arizona is one of my all-time favorites from the Coen brothers canon, right up there with Fargo and The Big Lebowski. It’s a true comedy classic. by Leilani Polk