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The announcement that water has been found on Mars just happens to have emerged at the same time as the Matt Damon film is released. Spooky, or what?
Peter Bradshaw resisted his son’s pleas to go camping for years – he’s more a luxury hotel kind of guy. So how did he cope with slumming it?
Since the 1960s there has always been plenty of flesh at Cannes. As the red carpet is rolled out, Peter Bradshaw awards his own Palme Phwoar.
Benedict Cumberbatch delivers a sterling Turing – the man who beat Hitler but was destroyed by homophobia.
Michael Keaton is tremendous as the superhero movie star trying to reinvent himself as a serious actor in Alejandro González Iñárritu’s ‘Birdman’.
Peter Bradshaw reviews Woody Allen’s Blue Jasmine.
Elaine Benes meets Tony Soprano in a smart movie titled "Enough Said", about the truimph of being in love while middle aged.
Tom Hanks stars as a merchant marine captin in the action thriller, Captain Phillips.
Poor Princess Diana: 16 years after that terrible day in 1997, she has died another awful death.
Steven Soderbergh’s Behind the Candelabra is about the love match between the pianist Liberace and his bisexual young companion Scott Thorson.
The title of Michael Haneke’s "Amour" is a challenge: not ironic, not celebratory, and yet somehow not complicated either.
It must be the last act of superhero revisionism: abolishing the word “super”.
It’s a fascinating, flawed and vivid piece of work, in some ways a coda or companion piece to "The Tree of Life".
Pedro Almodóvar’s new film is a cheeky comedy about stressy homosexuals in an aeroplane going round and round in the sky without getting anywhere.
JJ Abrams’ new Star Trek installment is as glitzy as his first, but it’s Benedict Cumberbatch as a mysterious new foe that fuels this outing.
James Marsh’s movie is calm, level, downbeat. The tension is subtle — perhaps subtler than it really should be.
The ingredients are in place for a very enjoyable, smart, fluent comedy with wittily managed moments of sadness and bittersweet regret.
Danny Boyle’s ‘Trance’ is frankly a disappointment: a strident, chaotic, frantically overcooked film.
This is an effective thriller, uninterested in anyone other than the home team.
Abraham Lincoln’s second term has been brought to the screen by Steven Spielberg as a fascinatingly theatrical contest of rhetoric and strategy.
