Cheers to Woody Harrelson for blowing away his beer-addled TV persona for the rampaging murderer in Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers (1994). Juliette Lewis is along for the Quentin Tarantino-penned ride as his crazy lover. Together they get off on killing and then get off on one another, along the way creating a media frenzy of satiric proportions. Things go from kooky to bizarro after the two are apprehended and continue to spiral into wacko-land and explode in a blood-drenched climax. Meanwhile, audiences will come watching a frisky and fun-loving Juliette always wrapped around her rampaging Romeo. She's a natural born killer of sperm.