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.
“Are you bent? Are you queer?”
If the Marvel fan base, like an elephant, is large but easily startled, Roy Andersson's minimalist vignettes in A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence ask the viewer to endure discomfort.
Ryan Gilbey examines Mamet’s plays for clues to his changing politics.
The more outlandish the film becomes, the looser its grip.
This film isn’t bad. Worse: it’s mediocre.
Cara Delevingne stars in the latest film from director Michael Winterbottom, which takes its inspiration from the murder of Meredith Kercher.
A Brooklyn-based comedy that's more than just jokes about avocado and almond-milk sorbet.
Japanese animation company Studio Ghibli favours contemplation over manufactured climaxes, and this film is no different.
BFI Southbank's LGBT film festival Flare has become more eye-catching. Now it dazzles.
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