The year is 1905. Thomas Richardson travels to a remote island to rescue his sister after she's kidnapped by a mysterious religious cult who are demanding a ransom for her safe return. It soon becomes clear that the cult will regret the day it baited this man, as he digs deeper and deeper into the secrets and lies upon which the commune is built.
A novelist gets his own back on his ex-wife in the way he knows best - via fiction - in Tom Ford's high-gloss psychological thriller set in the uber-rich LA art world. It's the fashion designer's second movie after his 2009 debut 'A Single Man', and this is a far more ambitious film, with its sprawling cast, various periods, layered storytelling and musings on life and art.
Boy meets girl. Well, actually, boy meets several girls and, um, well, things, erm, get fairly awkward. Then boy meets the girl and after much flirting, some killer gags and Hugh Grant at his most charmingly bumbling and foppish… well, you know the rest. A strong supporting cast and a tear-jerking funeral scene give it all extra heart.
This film stars Michael Cera and Jonah Hill as two high school seniors preoccupied with alcohol, virginity, parties and the transition to college. Hardly an unprecedented set-up – ‘Dazed and Confused’ and ‘American Pie’ come most quickly to mind – but, like its stablemates, the picture is delivered with unusually high levels of both belly laughs and emotional affect.
It’s the ’80s-est ’80s movie of them all, the tale of five mismatched students – the athlete, the brain, the basketcase, the princess and the criminal – shoved together for Saturday detention, and learning more about love, life, each other and themselves than they would in a year of high school. Gloriously, unashamedly, cheesily emotional, it’s still an absolute joy.
Indie-crossover darlings the Coen brothers have concocted another of their Hawkesian screwball quickies in which an ensemble of beautiful A-listers such as Brad Pitt, George Clooney and Tilda Swinton merrily play the fool.
The Marvel-verse has never shied away from a bit of groovy psychedelia, but with ‘Doctor Strange’ the franchise went full-on down-the-rabbit-hole. Director Scott Derrickson delivers the wildest superhero movie yet, while Benedict Cumberbatch is rather good as the egotistical Dr Stephen Strange.
Based loosely on Gus Hasford's Vietnam War memoir 'The Short-Timers', Stanley Kubrick's penultimate film is an anti-war classic that boasts stone-cold soundtrack picks (The Trashmen, Nancy Sinatra), and seriously quotable dialogue ('You talk the talk. Do you walk the walk?'). But amid the gunfire and Marine Corps riffing, it's also supercharged with big ideas about the dehumanising nature of war and the fragility of the human psyche.
One of the best films about the bizarre consequences of drinking too much tequila, ‘The Hangover’ is the sort of comedy that might not push any boundaries but also doesn't have to. It's riotously fun, silly and makes for some pretty easy viewing.
Retired naturalist and writer Russell Core (Jeffrey Wright) gets more than he bargained when he's summoned to a remote Alaskan village to look for a pack of wolves that took a local woman's son in this Netflix Original from director Jeremy Saulnier.