Raiders Of The Lost Ark

Way back, sometime in the last century, two filmmakers joined together to make a cinematic phenomenon. The result was a bullwhip-cracking man in a hat named after the family dog, who spawned two sequels and a huge rise in the number of archaeology students.

Set in 1936, our story takes said bullwhip-cracking man in a hat, that's Indiana in case you hadn't figured it out, and gives him the challenge of rescuing the Ark of the Convenant, the holder of the Ten Commandments, from some nasty Nazi types led by his arch archaeological foe, Belloq (Paul Freeman). Of course this isn't going to be easy for our plucky hero, but he does get to go on a round the world trip that would make Wish You Were Here proud.

Of course every hero has to have help, and here it comes in the form of a large Egyptian called Sallah (John Rhys Davis), an endearingly incompetent colleague, Dr Marcus Brody (Denholm Elliot), and the obligatory spunky girl/love interest, Marian (Karen Allen - now reduced to TV movies that only make it to Channel Five's late night spot - poor love).

Directed by Steven Spielberg KBE, ably assisted by his good pal George, this is a rip roaring, rollercoaster of a fab, fab movie. You may have seen it sixty million times at Christmas but that just isn't the same as on the big screen.

So come down to UF to (re)live a classic cinema moment – just be warned: we don't have the medical facilities to deal with any whip-induced injuries so play safe.