A little about my favorite movies of 1975:

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest: A movie way better than
the book, a movie I could and have watched repeatedly all
day long.  Say, Jack Nicholson can act!  At least, act like
himself.

Picnic at Hanging Rock: Peter Weir's movie that refuses to
answer any of its mysteries.  I read the book just to see
if that shed any more light on things; it did not.

The Man Who Would be King: The ultimate picaresque movie.
The Rudyard Kipling story is not nearly as good.  John Huston,
a fine director of the picaresque going at least as far back as
"Treasure of the Sierra Madre," outdoes himself.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail: I think this is the earliest
Python movie on my list.  I just like it for the socio-political
commentary on the early and late middle ages, you know.  That,
and the killer rabbit.

Love and Death: Woody Allen's finest moment as a director!  Gives
Tolstoy a run for his money.

Female Trouble: A John Waters high mark, plumbing the depths of
a serial killer's dysfunctional family.  Starring Divine!

Rocky Horror: You may have heard of this too!  What a strange
path this movie took: released to awful reviews and then forgotten,
for a generation it reigned supreme as the ultimate excuse to run
around in your underwear (or less) in front of strangers.

Jaws: You may have heard.  Of this.  It's about a shark I think.
I think the director later became famous.  Though his best film
remains, to this day, "Duel."

Dog Day Afternoon: Silly tale of a botched bank robbery.  Stars Al
Pacino as... himself!  It's hard to be too self-righteous when
you're caught robbing a bank in broad daylight, but Al gives it a shot.

Only nine good movies came out this year, whaddya know.