The film boasts the best of the Bond title songs (this one sung on a dreamy track by Nancy Sinatra), but the movie itself is one of the weaker ones of the Sean Connery phase of the 007 franchise. The story concerns an effort by the evil organisation SPECTRE to start a world war, but the not-so-super villain behind the plot is the awfully civilised Donald Pleasence. The thin script is by Roald Dahl (shouldn't we have expected a better Bond nemesis from the creator of mad genius Willy Wonka?), and direction is by British veteran Lewis Gilbert (Alfie). But the movie can't hold a candle to Dr. No, From Russia with Love, or Goldfinger. --Tom Keogh, Amazon.com

On the DVD: This was another troubled production according to the insightful "making of" documentary: director and producers luckily avoided boarding a plane out of Tokyo that crashed and killed everyone on board; the Japanese actresses couldn't speak English and one threatened suicide if she was dropped from the part; and the aerial cameraman filming the helicopter fight had his leg sliced off by a rotor blade. Maurice Binder's evocative main title designs are the subject of the second documentary, "Silhouettes", in which his colleagues voiceboth their admiration of his art and frustration at his chaotic working practices. The commentary is another edited selection of interviews with principal cast and crew. An animated storyboard sequence, trailers, radio spots and a handsome booklet add up to another winning entry in this series. --Mark Walker

Martin is of the hit and run variety. Being a Broadway producer, he gets young girls, dancing to his tunes. And to avoid any suspicion from his wife, he has young Martin-always ready to take the blame?

Anthony Hurst's interestingly flawed You're Dead aspires to being an elegant clockwork thriller, but gets bogged down along the way in various sorts of laddishness. As a second-generation gangster keen to prove himself, Rhys Ifans works a bit too hard at being a likable psychotic, and David Schneider's ingratiating puppy-dog eyes get used too much. John Hurt is extraordinary, though, as the burned-out case of a safe-cracker 20 years into a life stretch for a murder he didn't do, whom the others free from jail to help them in a robbery. We know from the start that things went horribly wrong and that young Jo (Claire Skinner) is the only surviving hostage--we also know that this has something to do with the rivalry between the old-style brutal corrupt cop Badger (John Benfield) and the woman forensic psychologist who has taken over the investigation. You're Dead has wit, surprises and some inventively unpleasant violence working for it, but never quite hangs together. On the DVD: the disc includes extensive interviews with the cast, and the writer-director, in which everyone talks illuminatingly about how much fun it was to work on the film; these overlap heavily with the material in a "making-of" documentary. --Roz Kaveney