Hollywood has taught us that some deaths are tragic, some are deserved, and some just make you go "OH, MY GOD HOLY SHIT, YES."
These are the ways we would go, if given the choice. Dying in a blaze of glory may be cool and all, but these folks prove it's always better to die in a blaze of awesome.
7Russell Franklin (Samuel L. Jackson) in Deep Blue Sea
In an effort to cure Alzheimer's, scientists in an underwater lab inject science directly into the brains of regular sharks. In a twist that for some reason was unexpected by the scientists, the sharks become super smart. They use their new skills to terrorize the research team, who for some reason refuse to let the sharks just escape into the open ocean.
After several reasonably standard shark deaths, including a shark destroying a helicopter, Samuel L. Jackson takes stock of the situation, tells everyone to calm down, and provides an awe-inspiring rallying speeches in the face of disastrous adversity. He spends so much time going face-to-face with adversity, that he neglects to guard his back, which is aimed at the only giant hole in the lab where a super shark may be expected to hang out.
Not surprisingly, he gets his ass eaten by a super shark.
Why it's awesome
If we can't have this exact death (and our line of work makes it unlikely) then we want one in the same category. By that, we mean a death where one glance at the tombstone lets the world know that you were the only person to ever, ever die that way.
6Johnny Tapia (Jordi Molla) in Bad Boys II
Cuban kingpin Johnny Tapia has a gun to the Fresh Prince's head. How will his partner Martin Lawrence save him this time?
By pulling off a dead-center head shot with a handgun from what looks like 100 feet away at an angle far more likely to pick off his buddy, of course! Martin, you so crazy! Now, a bullet to the brain generally (if not 100 percent of the time) kills a man. But, just to be on the Michael Bay side, Tapia falls backwards onto a landmine and his entire upper torso explodes. Will Smith is, miraculously, unharmed and Michael Bay, even more miraculously, is allowed to keep making movies.
Why it's awesome
If we're ever near the end, we swear we're letting Michael Bay direct our deaths. This is exactly the kind of excessive death to highlight what a man you are. You can just imagine Tapia in the afterlife bragging to some of the thousands other people killed in this comedy.
"Yea, he shot me in the head, no big deal. Woulda walked it off, but then this fuckin' landmine came outta nowhere and blew my upper torso off. I would've used my tongue to drag my disembodied head back to the fight, but then a bear ate my face and someone tossed my dick in a blender, which also exploded."