Ryan Gilbey is the New Statesman's film critic. He is also the author of It Don't Worry Me (Faber), about 1970s US cinema, and a study of Groundhog Day in the "Modern Classics" series (BFI Publishing). He was named reviewer of the year in the 2007 Press Gazette awards.
David Brent: Life on the Road is great in the details, but lacks the dramatic range required by cinema.
The director of Wiener-Dog is like Woody Allen's even-more-despairing kid brother – and I don't just mean in his looks.
Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s Primitive 2009, currently at Tate Modern, looked every bit as ravishing as his cinema work, yet it was hard to enjoy while people around me scrolled through their phones.
Pixar's latest animation, a sequel to Finding Nemo, gives forgetful fish Dory a lead. Plus: Jason Bourne.
The stars of The BFG have great chemistry. What a shame, then, that they end up in boring Buckingham Palace.
George Amponsah's film, following the repercussions of Tottenham 29-year-old Mark Duggan's death in 2011, studies injustice through both banality and drama.
Far from being a cheap rewrite, this Ghostbusters improves in every way on the original, which has been insulated for years by nostalgia.
Absolutely Fabulous: the Movie revels in the blasé humour that made the television series so groundbreaking.
The award-winning film maker has died at the age of 76.
With audio and video uncannily synched, and its grainy super 8 footage, Notes on Blindness confuses the senses.
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