Pleasure should never be guilt ridden, absolutely not. And most of my films give pleasure otherwise they wouldn't be on this list. (Except for the "Least" ones of course, I didn't really need to explain that did I?)
Anyway, I'm going to chose this one for the simplest of reasons -
Perhaps it is my wicked sense of humour that means I snigger at the strangest and most inopportune things. I know, we shouldn't make fun of people, we shouldn't gain so much pleasure from a film that has very dark undertones.
I've been to Bruges, it made me feel like Ray does.
So I get pleasure from the fantastically well written script, seeing Colin Farrell and Mad-Eye Moody enjoy their roles to the point where they make their characters not only believable but (here is the guilty bit) sympathetic. I also feel guilt as I hate the way gangsters and criminals are glamorised in cinema but I really do like Ray and Ken.
It's a bloody good movie. Let's just leave it as that!