James Marsh’s determinedly downbeat tale, set in 1993 during the Northern Ireland peace process, centres on Colette (Andrea Riseborough, excellent), an inept IRA terrorist who is captured by MI5 after bungling a London Tube bombing.
The collapse of Blockbuster today capped a bleak week for Britain’s high street retailers and raised the grim prospect of nearly 17,000 job losses in a fortnight.
It’s never a great sign when the DVD and cinema releases are a week apart, but this droll horror bucks the norm.
Strip this bootlegger tale of its extreme violence and what you’re left with is one of those hokey, cliché-ridden afternoon TV movies.
This violent actioner opens with three redneck brothers massacring 13 heavily tattooed chaps in their Alabama home. Turns out they’ve slaughtered the wrong mob.
Bart Layton’s deeply unsettling documentary centres on a Texan family grieving over the disappearance of Nicholas, a blue-eyed, fair-haired 13-year-old who went missing in 1994.
Derek Jacobi and Anne Reid appear to be enjoying themselves immensely as former childhood sweethearts who reconnect via Facebook in this initially cosy (the series takes on a darker hue later on) comedy-drama, set in Yorkshire.
“I didn’t even know who Laurence Olivier was,†admits a wonderfully entertaining Michael Gambon of his audition for the National Theatre.
Leigh Francis’s fake-tanned, sleazy northern businessman, as seen on ITV2’s Celebrity Juice , gets a feature-length caper which will please his fans while baffling and/or disgusting everyone else.
The Bourne franchise continues (this is number four), with Jeremy Renner sitting in for Matt Damon and the series writer, Tony Gilroy, taking over the director’s job from Paul Greengrass, but the transition is a surprisingly smooth one.