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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 and is Film Critic in Residence at Falmouth University.
Disney's photorealistic remake leaves the new cast with nothing to play with, no meat on the bone.
The Dead Don’t Die has nothing to add to the accomplishments of Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland
With plenty of narrative slaloming, each new twist revealing another switcheroo, the film ultimately falls flat.
From the downgrading of beautiful music, to a wooden Ed Sheeran, Yesterday is simple without being charming.
The Toy Story films look wistfully back at the analogue childhoods they helped to bring to an end.
Despite the delightful dialogue and Nighy’s deft performance, the film’s ideas don’t quite graduate convincingly into themes.
This film about late-night talk-show hosts lacks the most basic familiarity with its own world.
The director of the Oscar-winning Son of Saul is unable to maintain suspense in this pre-war Budapest picture.
With John and his husband on board as producers, it's not surprise that the script hits all the standard, expected beats.
This film leads its audience somewhere previously unexplored by cinema: into the dream lives of drug lords.
