Two separate people, a man and a woman, find something very stirring about the sea turtles in their tank at the London Zoo. They meet and form an odd, but sympathetic camaraderie as they plan to steal two of the turtles and free them into the ocean.

One of Clint Eastwood's two most important filmmaking mentors was Don Siegel (the other was Sergio Leone), who directed Eastwood in Dirty Harry, Coogan's Bluff, Two Mules for Sister Sara and this enigmatic, 1979 drama based on a true story about an escape from the island prison of Alcatraz. Eastwood plays a new convict who enters into a kind of mind game with the chilly warden (Patrick McGoohan) and organises a break leading into the treacherous waters off San Francisco. As jailbird movies go, this isn't just a grotty, unpleasant experience but a character-driven work with some haunting twists. -Tom Keogh.

Dear Murderer is a gripping thriller with an unusual theme. Lee Warren, a successful businessman, returns to London from a visit to America suspicious that his wife, the beautiful and witty Vivien, has been unfaithful. At his Hyde Park apartment he discovers a note addressed to Vivien confirming his suspicion and begins to plan the "perfect crime" in his lust for revenge. One of his victims, the barrister Richard Fenton, is murdered with such ghastly efficiency that all the clues point to a case of suicide. When Lee later finds that his wife has another lover, he hastily rearranges the scene of the murder so that the young architect Jimmy Martin is believed to be guilty of the crime. However, in spite of all his carefully laid plans Lee underestimates the tenacity of the Scotland Yard investigators, the extent of his wife's infidelity and the ultimate betrayal by his own conscience.

Throughout his long, wandering, often distinguished career Francis Ford Coppola has made many films that are good and fine, many more that are flawed but undeniably interesting, and a handful of duds that are worth viewing if only because his personality is so flagrantly absent. Yet he is and always shall be known as the man who directed the Godfather films, a series that has dominated and defined their creator in a way perhaps no other director can understand. Coppola has never been able to leave them alone, whether returning after 15 years to make a trilogy of the diptych, or re-editing the first two films into chronological order for a separate video release, as is the case here. The films are our very own Shakespearean cycle: they tell a tale of a vicious mobster and his extended personal and professional families (once the stuff of righteous moral comeuppance), and they dared to present themselves with an epic sweep and an unapologetically tragic tone. Murder, it turned out, was a serious business. The first film remains a towering achievement, brilliantly cast and conceived. The entry of Michael Corleone into the family business, the transition of power from his father, the ruthless dispatch of his enemies-all this is told with an assurance that is breathtaking to behold. And it turned out to be merely prologue; two years later The Godfather, Part II balanced Michael's ever-greater acquisition of power and influence during the fall of Cuba with the story of his father's own youthful rise from immigrant slums. The stakes were higher, the story's construction more elaborate, and the isolated despair at the end wholly earned. (Has there ever been a cinematic performance greater than Al Pacino's Michael, so smart and ambitious, marching through the years into what he knows is his own doom with eyes open and hungry?) The Godfather, Part III was mostly written off as an attempted cash-in, but it is a wholly worthy conclusion, less slow than autumnally patient and almost merciless in the way it brings Michael's past sins crashing down around him even as he tries to redeem himself. [+]

The 10-part, World War II story of Easy Company of the 101st Airborne Regiment, U. S. Army. Originally released on VHS in four volumes. Contains Volume 2 - Part 4: 'Replacements'; Part 5: 'Crossroads'; Part 6: 'Bastogne'.