I've seen Robocop numerous times in my life, but probably hadn't watched it in over ten years. It's very "80's" both in terms of the special effects but the general tone (back when people thought crime rates were going to continue to rise forever until society collapsed).
But most of it has held up incredibly well. The privatization of law enforcement. Planned obsolescence. Corporate military-industrial overlap. News programs that cheerfully gloss over atrocities. All of this was parody back in the 80s, but it's proven to be eerily accurate.
And while the timing was completely coincidental, it was an awkward few minutes on the couch for my wife and I while we watched a deranged politician hold City Hall hostage, demand free stuff from the city, and demand a recount...
Edit: Since this is getting some attention, Robocop is currently free on Prime if you have any interest in watching it yourself.
"Greetings, comrade." says the spy, but before he could finish his sentence, the Russian says, "I think you are American spy."
The spy is alarmed, but being a skilled, trained, spy, he says, "That is not true! I am the proudest Soviet there is! I can sing the anthem more beautifully than any other man in the country!"
He then proceeds to sing the Soviet anthem, so melodically and beautifully, that everybody in the bar cheers.
"Very good, very good!" says the politician. "But I still think you are spy."
The man continues to keep his cool.
"I am a historian! I can tell you everything about this glorious country!"
He then spends about two hours recounting the Revolution, the Great Patriotic War, about how superior to the Russia is in terms of technology compared to America and makes a great argument about how communism is beneficial to society.
"Amazing! You are skilled!" says the politician.
The spy smirks.
"But I still think you American spy."
The spy is getting frustrated, but still unfazed.
He replies, "I am good drinker, a true Russian! Let us drink, and see who can come out top!"
The bar turns its attention to the politician and the spy, who are now in a drinking contest.
The bartender serves drink after drink of vodka.
After about an hour of drinking, the politician nearly passes out, unable to hold as much liquor as the spy, to a resounding cheer amongst the bar.
In the midst of the cheering, the Russian politician gets up, smiling, and in a slurred speech, repeats, "You are good, you are good... but I still think you are spy."
The American spy, piss drunk, loses his skill and gives up.
"Okay, you got me. I am an American. But what made you think that way, after all this time?"
The Russian politician replies, "There aren't many black people in Russia."