It's 1989 and Nicolas Cage is about to be unleashed upon the screens in this horror-comedy about a New York yuppie who believes he is becoming a vampire.

We have mixed feelings about this one, but both agree that, while it may not be the best Nicolas Cage film there is, it is certainly the most Nicolas Cage film there is.

It's 1996 and we're treated to a feast of Stanley Tucci and Tony Shalhoub as two Italian brothers preparing a celebratory evening to save their restaurant. With accompanying dishes from Minnie Driver, Ian Holm, Isabella Rossellini and Allison Janney.

Our primo and secondo reviewers may not see eye to eye on this one, but we find common ground by trying to replicate the accents.

It's 1971 and Robert Wise (director of Sound of Music and West Side Story) takes the natural leap into a Michael Crichton adaptation, heavy on the science, light on everything else.

Our two gentlemen philosophers rattle through this deep dive in less time than it takes to reach Disinfection Level Five. We didn't even have to endanger a monkey to do so.

It's 1978 and top author Michael Crichton takes the directorial helm of a Victorian-era heist movie, with Sean Connery, Donald Sutherland and Lesley-Anne Down.

Sit back in your first-class seat and enjoy the terrifying practical effects, satisfying wax impressions and try not to end up in lavender.

It's 1992 and Joe Pesci is a 'shutterbug' photographer at the centre of this noir thriller that was underexposed at the box office.

Lots to discuss in this one: how so much talent could have achieved so little, how bad can an Irish accent get, and how do you bribe a domestic appliance?

It's 1998 and heavyweight writer Steven Zaillian brings John Travolta and Robert Duvall to head up a packed roster of acting superstars in this legal drama.

Buckle up for more fun than you can have pouring a glass of water over a conference table.

It's 1977 and Ridley Scott makes his directorial debut with this epic tale of French soldiers Keith Carradine and Harvey Keitel duelling their way through the Napoleonic Wars.

Sadly, James could not be persuaded to style his hair in cadenettes for the review. 

It's 1980 (or is it?) and the director of Santa Claus: The Movie (him again!) brings together Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour in this time-travel romance.

There's a lot going on in this film, that may have unintentionally proved itself to be a better treatise on time-travel than romance. And, of course, proves that everything it better when you're eating chicken.

It's 1994 and writer-director John Sayles takes us to the magical isle of Roan Inish for a heartwarming tale of a post-war family in Ireland.

Neither one of our gentlemen-philosophers knew of this film (although that does nothing to stop that accents), but were surprised to discover that it had more to offer than just a recipe for seaweed soup.

It's 1990 and Bill Murray - somewhere in his career between Ghostbusters and Groundhog Day - wrote, directed and starred in the comedy caper with Geena Davis and Randy Quaid.

Thoroughly tickled, our two gentlemen philosophers look into why such an obvious success proved such a box office failure.