Wing Comdr. Gibson and his regrettably named dog don't float my boat, I stand second to no one in my admiration of Eric Coates' magnificent Dam Busters' march. Indeed, I'm firmly of the opinion we should adopt it as our national anthem. Altogether now: der-der-der-der-der-der-der-der-der... An indulgence. No doubt the musicologists amongst us will splutter about including an Italian progressive rock band while Korngold, Steiner and R?zsa didn't make the cut but no one who loves Dario Argento's films (guilty) could ignore the huge contribution Goblin made to his best work. Those who don't like such things should move swiftly along. Those who do should turn it up loud. Le Mepris is the closest Jean-Luc Godard ever came to a glossy Hollywood melodrama, boasting a big star (Brigitte Bardot) and shot in sun-drenched Capri. Such a film called for ? nay, demanded ? music that tugged at the heart and George Delerue cheerfully obliged. Le Mepris remains Godard's most nakedly emotional work: Delarue's music is responsible in no small part. Steven Spielberg made many astute choices on Jaws but surely his most inspired was the decision to hire John Williams to do the music. As good ? as great ? as Speilberg's direction is, William's music kicks things to a different level. Based around just two notes (duhn-DUHN), it's lean but devilishly efficient. Like a shark. Here, Williams conducts his score. Look how quickly the audience recognises it! Ennio Morricone, of course, is one of the great maestros of film