My mate saw Threads while on mushrooms and it really scarred him. I shared a flat with him, that was in Birtley (NE England), as it had an ROF factory situated nnearby and was apparently targeted with a 1 megaton nuke (in WW2, the Luftwaffe desperately tried to bomb it). I was just stoned and it scared the shit out of me. I can only imagine how distressing for people who actually lived in Sheffield. Dr. Srangelove was perfect satire, but Threads was just terrifying.I know this post is an antique but for someone who deliberately avoids this thread most of the time due to my excessive fan boy love of mainstream cinema, having continuously kept myself wrapped up in tentpole, often fantasy and / or sci fi high concept Hollywood adventure. Thanks to the indy explosion of the 90's that drove cinema on both sides of the Atlantic, I was lucky enough to have quickly developed a taste for drama that never the less remained extremely narrow due to everything still being in English (the only subtitled film in my life was 'Akira', one of many childhood favourites that only got better as I got older and more conscious of the subtext).
But before I totally go off on one, Threads. As someone who is just old enough to have experienced the last decade of the Cold War, I like many boomers and Gen X'ers developed the concept of a nuclear nightmare at a very young age, primarily through seeing When The Wind Blows and most traumatically, Mick Jackson and Barry Hines Threads, a BBC TV movie that expanding on the corporations 1966 drama The War Game, a dramatised public service piece that was considered so horrific and bleak it never saw airtime until 1985, a year after the more modern and devastatingly naturalistic Threads had permanently scarred my childhood.
Similar in spirit to Schindlers List it is an essential film that is impossible to recommend but undeniably a masterpiece. And the great thing is that despite the end of the Cold War the general threat is as real as ever.