A revisionist revenge tale about a broken man trying to protect a broken girl. You Were Never Really Here is a masterful visual and aural assault with unexpected turns and slices of dark humour. An anti-Taken.
This is the Hackers of the 2010s. Except here David Koepp sets out to make bike messengers cool instead of hackers. And fails, hilariously so.
Just like Hackers, I wallowed in Premium Rush's goofiness. The whooshes, the dialogue-groaners, the 3D map graphics, Joseph Gordon-Levitt's cyclist-git spouting jerk-off philosophy and his ability to glimpse into the future - the baby crash prediction the funniest of his predictions.
Best of all, Michael Shannon goes full Michael Shannon. With his yips, weird guttural noises and eye-popping intensity - Shannon plays a Nic Cage/Looney Tunes-esque villain to Gordon-Levitt's slapable Bugs Bunny.
Premium Rush is an incredibly-entertaining pedal-plonker.
A searing attack on organised religion. An exercise in art film what-the-fuckery. Or a vision of the future when Donald Trump becomes president and turkey-slaps the world with his Fanta-hued willy. The Devils might be at least two of these things.
Set in 1634 Loudun, France and inspired by real life events, the story follows a supposedly possessed, Lothario-like priest (Oliver Reed) who wrongs a sexually-frustrated, hunchbacked nun (Vanessa Redgrave). Meanwhile a power-mad cardinal (Christopher Logue) desperately wants to take…
A lifetime ago I worked in security. Sadly I was never taught how to tear a man's throat out, like Patrick Swayze does in this bar-brawling contemporary Western.
What unfolds is a story about Dalton (Swayze), a bouncer who sets out to clean up a hellish bar, the Double Deuce. But stopping him is a smirking rich asshole (Ben Gazzara) who rules the town with an iron fist and a monster truck. Lunacy prevails. Dalton smashes up louts, steams up…