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.
Stanley Nelson's new film doesn’t shake our suspicion that the stories being told have calcified into legend. Plus: Fresh Dressed.
Lava is being re-released on DVD, and is basically Mike Leigh meets Quentin Tarantino.
The atmosphere throughout this film resembles that last, desperate, twilight hour at any nightclub.
This film isn’t really shocking until you see the roll-call of different countries and the year in which each one granted the vote to women.
Physical resemblance between an actor and the real-life figure they are portraying is highly prized, but there’s much more to a successful biopic than the right face under a good wig.
Cary Fukunaga's latest film is fiercely loyal to the perspective of its young protagonist as he negotiates the horrors of war.
Andrew Bujalski's gym comedy, Results, and Daniel and Matthew Wolfe's moors-based drama Catch Me Daddy are now out on DVD.
Thanks to the success of Gravity, autumn is now the time of sophisticated cinematic spectaculars – hence the arrival of Ridley Scott’s The Martian and Robert Zemeckis’s The Walk.
The actor, who recently stormed out of a promotional interview with the Radio Times, has had a tempestuous, on-off relationship with comedy over the years.
The Australian director might appear arrogant by applying so early in his career for membership of the exclusive Macbeth Movie Club – but it would be fair to say he has proved his suitability.
The Zombie PM