If there's one there's one thing I learned from the utterly fantastic King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters, it's that you can be the best in the world at something, and still not get the respect that you so clearly deserve--well, at least not outside of a small, tightly knit group of enthusiasts. However, if you get a show on MTV, dress up like Super Mario, and reenact the first level of Donkey Kong, then the world will beat a path to your door.

Is this justice? Not really, but damned if it isn't pretty funny watching a guy in an ape suit throw barrels at some dude up like an obese Italian plumber.