HUD was my father's favorite, and while I can appreciate the power of the performance, the title character is sort of selfishness personified. (The Oedipal dots are easy enough to connect - I believe this was my father's preferred version of masculinity - take what you want and what you can get away with and anyone whose feelings are hurt is just a big whiner and needs to get out of your way.)
My boss at Villanova preferred Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, which also suited his life, because Butch was the less flashy of the pair, the brains behind the operation.
And while I hardly pretend or aspire to a Christ figure myself, I think Cool Hand Luke resonates the most with me - the outsider, the loner, never quite fitting in.
And never mind all his work with his line of foods, profits donated to charity. And driving race cars.