You would think that with all the advancements in cinema (I literally thought that I could reach out and sniff the blue chick’s funky jungle goodness in Avatar in 3D), we’d be making more interesting and compelling movies than the past. But there’s no way we’re ever topping 1973 film The Day of the Dolphin.

How does one “unwittingly” train a dolphin to kill the President of the United States? It seems like that’d take some deliberate training. It’s not like you teach him to bounce a ball on his nose and then all of a sudden he learns the skill to commit high profile murders.

You can see the final scene from the film and more goodness over at Filmdrunk.