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.
There was far more to the festival than Fifty Shades.
Terrence Malick’s Knight of Cups is insipid – but Andrew Heigh's 45 Years proves it's not all bad.
We can’t disparage these actors any more than we can blame a man in a hammerless world for failing to bang a nail into the wall.
The film, made by Winding Refn’s wife Liv Corfixen, is an intriguing contribution to the film-behind-the-films genre and a revealing study of ambition and vulnerability.
The civil rights drama and political farce could not seem more different. But David Oyelowo and James Franco share a dynamism sadly overlooked in awards season.
Thomas Pynchon's novel makes for a wistfully funny film adaptation.
Half-love letter, half-biopsy, Charlie Lyne's documentary analysis of teen movies is full of flashes of madness.
Oscar Isaac exploits his unique charisma and mutable appearance in two of the biggest films released this awards season.
There is little to surprise a seasoned awards-watcher in this year’s nominations – Ryan Gilbey gives his verdict.
Despite strikingly similar prodigies and deranged mentors, Whiplash and Foxcatcher offer two very different takes on the mentor/pupil relationship.
Across the political spectrum, the New Statesman introduces you to the personalities who shape our world. Where else would you find Jeremy Corbyn, Tony Blair and Theresa May in the same place?