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The film that influenced Quentin Tarantino enough to name his crew's code names in Reservoir Dogs (1992) after the villains of this piece.

Caligula dances the tightrope between art and porn before diving headfirst into a pit of filth.

An American private eye returns to Japan to rescue a friends' daughter from the hands of the Yakuza.

Alan Clarke’s infamous portrayal of the borstal system forced a reevaluation of the structure on its release back in 1979.

This is without doubt George Lucas's finest directorial performance.

Three Days Of The Condor is held in high regard, and it's fun, but it's not essential.

Sam Peckinpah is a fine film director, and this collaboration with Steve McQueen does nothing to alter that claim.

I was surprised and thrilled at how terrific Bob Clark’s horror is.

By now, everyone's aware of my Eastwood infatuation. Suffice to say, The Outlaw Josey Wales is terrific.

Michael Caine’s performance as Jack Carter is one of his finest, bringing a straight-faced display of brutality and edge to proceedings.

However, Herzog’s vision of Count Dracula more than justifies its existence, mainly by being an absolutely superb piece of film making.

Herzog’s eye for creating a deeply atmospherical and tension filled setting is astonishing.

You simply cannot accuse Pier Paolo Pasolini of being a boring film maker and playing it safe.

A truly mad romp, a film posing as an A-lister, this is an Ozploitation thriller that could almost be straight from the Grindhouse era.

John Waters notorious exploration of indecency and filth recently celebrated its fiftieth anniversary.

Claudia Weill’s sort-of coming of age dramedy is a low key but effective affair.

Banned on release, Ken Russell's The Devils still remains without a full uncut release, which is a real shame.

Assault On Precinct 13 is one of the most aptly named films I can think of, up there with Panic Room (2002), Phone Booth (2002).

It would be interesting how many people could name another Arthur Penn film beyond 1967’s Bonnie and Clyde. This is one of his finest.

Another supposed crime against cinema has been rectified, I finally sat down to watch Bruce Lee’s magnum opus. And it was madness.