The Death Race DVD is the "uncut version", "too hot for cinemas", and carries an R16 rating.
In Death Race, ex-speedway champion Jensen Ames (Jason Statham) is a master of survival in a futuristic post-industrial wasteland.
Framed and imprisoned for the murder of his wife, Ames must face the country's worst criminals in a televised car race.
To enter the draw for one of the DVDs, email your name, address and daytime telephone number to signal@odt.co.nz, with "DVDs" in the subject line, to arrive before Friday.
Burn After Reading
Tom McKinlay 3 stars (out of 5)
All the stars are there for another of the Cohen brothers' tales of misunderstanding and base motives, played by a cast of grotesques.
The performances are terrific and often terrifically funny, but the whole is less than the sum of the parts in this one.
Burn After Reading has its cockamamie tale playing out around John Malkovich, who assumes the part of an uptight middle-aged bureaucrat and cuckold who, by unanimous acclaim, has passed his used-by date.
He gets the shove from his job as an intelligence analyst and sets out to write his memoir, from which point things begin to unravel.
Tilda Swinton is as grotesque as any of the cast, pitching her performance as Malkovich's excruciatingly unlikable wife at the level of a shrill whistle throughout.
George Clooney is back in Cohen colours and on form as a philandering and ineffectual US marshall.
Brad Pitt is perfectly cast as an airhead personal trainer with a ridiculous quiff.
Richard Jenkins does pathos like he was born to it, as the gym owner.
Frances McDormand holds the whole thing together, as she did in the Cohens' Fargo, as a middle-aged office worker concerned about sag.
Each is perfect, or almost too good, as the story gets a little lost with all this acting going on.
And a Cohen brothers movie is always the poorer for the absence of regular cast member John Tuturro, who is absent.
Still, there are some unexpected twists and turns, played cleverly for laughs, and a very nice kick in the tail.
In Bruges
Tom McKinlay 4 stars (out of 5)
There's a Christmas panto feel about In Bruges, provided by a mix of the fairytale setting and the enthusiasm the actors bring to their roles.
There are several moments when you want to shout "he's behind you" at the screen, which is all good.
Irishman Colin Farrell, in the lead role of hired muscle hiding out in the pretty Belgian city, and Ralph Fiennes, as his boss, embrace the opportunity to indulge in some great ham acting, though both are good enough to add a dash of complexity when required (which is not often).
The plot has Farrell and his partner-in-crime Brendan Gleeson holed up in Bruges after some caper, the nature of which is initially undisclosed.
Just in case the set-up and scenery of this black comedy is not yet unlikely enough, director Martin McDonagh throws in the unique charms of the diminutive Peter Dinklage.
Last seen in Death at a Funeral as an obnoxious blackmailing interloper, Dinklage allows himself to be dressed up in a schoolboy uniform and put on horse tranquiliser.
No opportunity is missed to indulge dwarfist prejudice.
Somehow, among all this madness Gleeson manages to steal the show, playing his hitman as a more commonplace and therefore rounded individual - if not fatherly then he is certainly the concerned leading hand.
There is violence - the movie's about gangsters - and some colourful language - the movie's about gangsters - but the madness of the situation is finally handled in a satisfyingly sensitive manner.
And it is all very funny.
Farrell was nominated for a Golden Globe.
