Angie Errigo

A clear winner that makes you laugh, cry, and generally want to party and parade like it’s 1984.

A curious mix of Britpop music cues and moppet-bait storytelling makes for a diverting, if derivative kids' animation.

Missing the punchy plotting of the Coens thriller it resembles, the early chuckles don't quite translate into a satisfying whole.

Very funny underdog comedy that’s genuinely heartwarming and full of charm.

Eat well beforehand or you’ll be in tummy-rumbling, tongue-hanging-out agony as the merry band cook their way across America. Good fun and happy, filling fare.

Conventional to an almost eye-watering degree, this could have used a little more effort to subvert the genre - and a little more Terence Stamp.

If not a star-making turn, Mbatha-Raw's tough, tender performances should give her plenty of opportunities in sharper fare.

An unsparing look at the winter of life, salted with humour and emotion.

A superior directorial debut for a smart, literate screenwriter delivers both first-class character drama and edge-of-your-seat suspense.

Not quite Four Weddings-funny but always entertaining and endearing in equal measure.

Political chicanery and psychological mystery entwine with some stunning underwater sequences but don’t gel entirely satisfactorily.

A very unfocused, sporadically funny film, lifted by its (predictable) visual splendour.

A crowdpleaser that also tells an important story about showbiz, it’s fab. You’ll come out singing.

As elegant as the man's clothes, this handsome biopic traces 20 incident-filled years in the life of the designer.

Trivialising despair, it’s a depressing waste of a major cast, and an early bid for mess of the year.

Dedicated to Morris’ champion, Roger Ebert, who would be proud, this is a provocative, revelatory and disturbing film.

A stirring, lushly-constructed celebration of youthful spirit.

One for lovers of ravishing craft, although the elusive emotional engagement is frustrating.

It’s vivid, substantial and works hard to be worthy, but as it ticks off the milestones of a monumental life it flickers more often than it really catches fire.

Like Saudi Arabia's "Wadjda," Burshtein's film is a groundbreaking first - the first Israeli film to be directed by a woman - and although it lacks a little of the emotional heft of Haifaa al-Mansour's work, it's a well acted and delicately told tale.

A strangely drab adaptation of Diderot's much racier novel.

More terrible and tacky than one could have imagined, it will soon be forgotten and consigned to the True Movies channel to play alongside television movies about Karen Carpenter, Jayne Mansfield and Jackie Kennedy.

A Pixney misfire.

Talk about a pleasant surprise! Real storytelling, well thought-out and beautifully, at times insanely, executed, with excitement, laughs and fun to make you feel seven years old again.

A slow burner; intense, utterly engrossing and believable.

Reygadas' big ideas translate with mixed results.

Measured performances from the seasoned cast balance out a script that errs towards the melodramatic. Hours sweating over those instruments pay dividends too.

A superb Kidman takes off the handbrake, and most everything else, in Daniels' southern-fried follow-up to "Precious." Watch it with "Killer Joe" for the ultimate sweaty, twisted double-bill.