There are some films that, though they may be good, you wouldn't want to see twice; there are some movies that though you may have seen them six times, you'll watch them every time they're screened.
The Great Escape (Pearl, 9.30pm) is one such film. However many times I watch Steve McQueen stroll into the cooler, however many times he throws that baseball against the cell wall, however many times I see him tearing across the hills on that motorbike and careering over the barbed wire, it never ceases to thrill.
And every time I see Gordon Jackson board that bus I bite my lip in the hope that this time he won't respond in English.
Silly, but that's the magic of movies and the mark of an entertaining film.
It would have been difficult to find a better and more appropriate role for the late Steve McQueen. As the 'Cooler King', he was very much the maverick loner he is said to have been in real life.
Abandoned by his father, a navy flyer, when he was a child, McQueen spent part of his youth at Boys' Republic, a reform school in Chino, California.