If a movie is stripped down to its plot, the logic had better be watertight. This is transparently not the case here.
It’s particularly dangerous to present a scene like this as consensual, as the writers insist it is.
At 82, Alan Bennett has lost none of his wit or compassion – nor his anger at the “nastification” of Britain.
“Do you have vampires around here?”
A History of Pictures by David Hockney and Martin Gayford gleefully punctures the pretentiousness of the art world.
Michael Howard reviews Iain Martin's new book on the legacy of the financial revolution 30 years on.
At party conference in Glasgow, I heard Scotland’s governing party demand a future distinctly different from the one being sketched out in Westminster.
Whenever we have ventured into new experimental territory, we’ve discovered that our previous “knowledge” was woefully incomplete. So what to make of Italian physicist Carlo Rovelli?
For its part, Radio 1 was too absorbed by the Duke of Edinburgh’s Awards to mention the proclamation on Newsbeat.
Once, it was trendy to say you liked the former director of Liberty. No longer.
As the third series is on its way, how realistic is each instalment so far of the techno-dystopian drama? We rate the plausibility of every episode.
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