
The Great Gatsby mini review
Alternately intriguing and infuriating: it’s very like the sort of movie exuberantly excessive Gatsby himself might have made.

Alternately intriguing and infuriating: it’s very like the sort of movie exuberantly excessive Gatsby himself might have made.

A deliciously ooky, X-Files-esque chiller that’s a scary-fun hoot and a half; a lean, smart example of the found-footage flick.

This is what comic-book movies look like when they’re not blown up into $200 million monstrosities: friendly and eldritch and kinda cosy even in the middle of outrageous escapades. (new DVD US)

Limp and lifeless, this overlong and undercooked would-be blockbuster cannot focus on either the hard-edged realities or the magical mysteries it toys with.

Joyously warm and gentle… though perhaps too gentle to be entirely satisfying.

A valentine to early filmmaking, this silent-movie pastiche is gorgeous, lush, and bursting with passion. It presents a familiar fairy tale with a wondrous air of freshness and newfound intimacy.

Ridiculously charming as it spins a deliciously retro kitsch magic. (new DVD/VOD UK)

Though based on copious interviews mob killer Richard Kuklinski gave from prison, this barely broaches the great mystery of his life…

It’s a puzzlement. How did Michael Winterbottom make a film this tediously conservative?
You’ve seen this story before, but never pulled off with so much joie de vivre.