The king crabs lay dead and dying around Ursula Andress. Crustaceans the size of hubcaps had been employed to terrorize her, threaten to rip her skin to shreds and eat her alive.

Instead, they had arrived at the set of Dr. No packed in ice and partially frozen. Now most of them weren’t moving. Some gently decomposed. Editor Peter R Hunt looked on in despair as Andress attempted to look terrified of dozens of expiring crabs. “It was a disaster,” he said later.