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.
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.
It’s rare to see something at the pilot stage that is so fully-formed and so confident. Also – no small matter, this, for a comedy – it is hilarious.
The Icelandic director Baltasar Kormákur's film is like an inexperienced climber: caught between the ground and success.
Steer clear of soon-to-be-released-anyway blockbusters like Suffragette and see some of these films instead.
The film shows how Pasolini located spiritual salvation in unremarkable lives.