THE GODFATHER (1972)
What is it? Really? You're asking? OK, it's the epic tale of a Mafia family led by Don Corleone (Marlon Brando) who wants his son Michael (Al Pacino) to take over the business when he's gone - which a reluctant Michael soon finds himself forced to do.
Why did it win? Cause it's got it all: sprawling scope, great script, astonishing performances, gorgeous cinematography, great direction, you name it. And it's not like there wasn't competition: also nominated were Cabaret and Deliverance, with other films of the year including The Candidate and Solaris.
Did it deserve to win? Oh yes. It's the motherfrakking Godfather, after all. The only way it might not have deserved to win is if Casablanca and Citizen Kane had ganged up and produced some sort of hybrid, wherein a newspaper baron found and lost the love of his life in a Moroccan city over and over during a 50 year period in the run-up to World War II, that could've challenged Coppola's gangster epic.
Worth a look? Yes.