My favourite film of all time. An accidental masterpiece that came out perfect despite its tumultuous production, an untested director, and a sometimes ambivalent cast and crew. Somehow conjures a sense of the bucolic eerie unlike any other film, while also being sexy, genuinely funny, and kind of a musical if you squint a bit. Christopher Lee and Edward Woodward, in their best ever performances, duel over which of their respective religions is in the right and damn themselves in the process – plus a dancing Britt Ekland, a man dressed as a poodle, and David Bowie’s ex, the mime artist Lindsay Kemp. A hugely influential work in both film and music, where its soundtrack is rightly considered a milestone.