Even if Rupert Murray's film does turn out to be a hoax, there's no denying the ingenuity involved in its making.

A lowest common denominator spoof.

The dogs, whose individual personalities shine through without recourse to crass anthropomorphism, are superstars.

A prime example of what works in a book not working in a film.

This is a clever premise stretched perhaps a little too far.

Solely made for tiny tots, this may test the patience of supervising adults, but delight smaller viewers who will doubtless fall in love with George and want him for their very own.

Sequelcraft 101 – if you liked the others, this is more of the same. Extra points for using a nailgun on pigeons.

Covers disappointingly predictable territory for an actor of Ford's skills and reputation.

With a better story, director and support cast, Martin could have made Clouseau his own. Still, it's not as bad as the one with Roberto Benigni.

'Highbrow' might be the best way to sum it all up. Interesting and stimulating, if not always successful.

Shows the famed songwriter's performance and work off with reverance, and a faithfullness to the live experience.

Abrasive but affecting.

It might be lesser known, but certainly not deservingly so. This is a cracking piece of Brit cinema.

Loud, noisy, flashy but too rarely chilling.

Bottom-rung dreck.

Parker has a sensitive approach to the crise d'amour, but his lacklustre leading ladies contribute to an uneven tone.

Unstintingly raw and cynical, this disconcerting and deeply affecting State Of The Union treatise regularly comes dangerously close to caricature.

A successful mix of literary adaptation, meta-fictional discourse and inside-showbiz comedy. Both funny and clever.

But for all her slinky, undead-chic looks, Beckinsale can't carry the film on curves alone and there's not much else here worthy of attention. Evolution's action sequences are as horribly bungled as its plot, resulting in a string of repetitive confrontations that feel toothless even by the last movie’s standards.

Money can buy you happiness in this inferior remake - although its makeover storyline may please fans of "The Princess Diaries" et al.

It is a noble aim, and Reynolds drenches his movie in earthy, muddy tones.

Holocaust drama shot like costume drama, creating a sense of aesthetic disharmony.

This is an old-school exercise in shock and gore, with scary ideas and unblinking splatter.

Even for non-Allen fans this has all the appeal of a good story well told and capped with a deliciously vicious little twist.

Occasionally fun, always pretty, completely a mess, Casanova never quite finds its footing.

Inspired by The Graduate it may be, but despite Aniston’s charm, this confused comedy will not be seducing anybody.

We've never seen Pierce Brosnan so liberated - he’s a man reborn, and for what The Matador may lack in rounded plotting, it makes up for in funny, spiky, idiosyncratic glee.

This is Spielberg operating at his peak - an exceptionally made, provocative and vital film for our times.