Words by BEN WHEATLEY 


Writer/director Ben Wheatley tells Hollywood Authentic how Ridley Scott’s game-changing sci-fi made an indelible impression on a young future filmmaker – and an industry.

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

BLADE RUNNER (1982)
The first time I encountered Blade Runner was as a Marvel comic adaptation. I read the comic first, and then I read the book, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? As a kid who was really into film, I’d heard talk about Blade Runner but at that time I couldn’t see it – once it was out of the cinema, it was gone. I’d heard adults talk about it, and I was very excited about it. But it was too high a certificate to go and see it on a big screen at that point in my life. Back then, I felt starved for science-fiction; if you’d seen Star Wars, Silent Running and 2001, and made your way through Star Trek and Forbidden Planet, you were looking for more. So it was really amazing to see any kind of science-fiction. But to see this sci-fi… I finally saw the film as a teenager on VHS in the mid-’80s – the original version with the voiceover. Blade Runner was a gateway for me to the likes of Metropolis, noir movies and French comics like Métal Hurlant. In that respect, it was a fundamental education for me.

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

Part of why I kept going back to it as I got older, is that I appreciated it more and more in terms of the technology of it, and also the way it’s a film that, above all others, bears repeat viewing because it’s so visually dense. The imagery is very hard to take in on one watch. I’m watching it now, years later, and I’m still seeing new things. The way the sets were totally unapologetic – you don’t have to make any excuses for them, they just felt real. The model work, the flying spinners and all of the world-building was incredible. But then add to that the depth of the designs – it’s something that gives it long legs, because you can keep looking at it. Within every frame there’s so much incredible, thought-through imagery. That surely comes from Ridley Scott’s background of doing adverts in the ’70s, and this absolute command of the mid-ground and foreground and background. He’s using the parallax and planes of imagery to really impact on the viewer as they’re watching it. It’s taken me decades to unpack what he’s done, and understand it. 

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

There’s an incredible moment where Deckard (Harrison Ford) shoots the replicant that falls through the window of the shop, and then suddenly it’s snowing. It took me about 10 years to work out that the snow is actually inside the shop. And these elements of snow, reflections and blood are all happening at the same time. Scott doesn’t skimp on giving the viewer things to look at. What’s happening directly within a few millimetres of the lens and 50ft away from the lens at the same time are equally complex – it’s part of the magic that just pulls you into the movie, that you can’t escape from. I don’t think you see it in many other films – the command of the images is across all his movies (Gladiator has it, and so does Black Hawk Down), but Blade Runner is the most intense. Perhaps it’s the connection to artist Moebius (aka Jean Giraud); when you see Scott’s storyboards, you see the connection between his – drawings and Moebius’ drawings such as those in comic story The Long Tomorrow, written by Dan O’Bannon, which heavily influenced the look of Blade Runner and Star Wars. You start to join all the dots. Moebius is a very important character in all of this, and also in the unmade version of Dune by Jodorowsky, the main creative team of which would end up working on Alien. It’s heavily French-influenced, but also Japanese-influenced. If you look at Miyazaki’s work, there’s a direct line back to Métal Hurlant. There’s this amazing cross-pollination of culture going on.

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

It’s difficult to choose a favourite moment but some of the scenes in Deckard’s apartment… there’s something about that scene where he’s poking around in his mouth, and he takes a shot, and a little bit of blood goes into the vodka. As a viewer you’re thinking, ‘I’m in his apartment. I feel like I’m totally there. This is in the future.’ It’s also the light coming through the window and Ford’s performance. He has this particular position of being a massive movie star, but totally naturalistic. As an actor, it seems like he’s always in a documentary about the film that he’s making. Over time, I’ve looked at his performances, and I really appreciate his hand acting. And he always looks really pained when he’s doing action. It’s part of why you empathise with him. You believe in him, and you want him to survive.

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

The scene where he gets taken to the police station is a good example of Ford’s naturalistic performance. He’s a man in a police car, driving somewhere; he’s eating some food, and looking out the window, looking bored. In most science-fiction, everybody’s really amazed about the world that they’re in, because it’s the future. But Ford is bored with this future because it’s his world. There’s nothing to see there that’s interesting. That feels so real. You feel totally immersed. A lot of that immersion is Vangelis’ score, which sounds like nothing else. There’s something about that sweeping electronic sound, which feels like the future. To me, it has never dated. It’s the grandeur of it. The sound is thick. It’s like a syrupy, electronic, unnatural sound. It’s being created by one man, but it feels like a thousand people. The locations are also key to the real-world feeling, too. Scott grounds his story and action in physical locations like the Bradbury Building and the Ennis House in LA. Both buildings have been used in numerous movies, but the way Scott shoots and treats them within the frame makes them feel tangible and unique. 

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

The behind-the-scenes story of the film not being quite finished, and then coming back in this special director’s version helps to keep it intriguing for each new generation to discover. I was talking to someone the other day about the film, and they were saying it was a failure at the time it came out, but I don’t believe that. The box office is one thing, but in terms of cultural impact, it was huge. When I started making movies, Ridley Scott seemed totally unobtainable and mysterious – the mastery of what he’s doing seems so far from what you can achieve. It almost seems like magic. I felt that about Michel Gondry, Spielberg and Scorsese. You can’t get a purchase on what they’re doing. But then, over time, you start to understand a little of what they might have done, how they’re thinking. I’ve been given the opportunity to work on a big scale in films like High Rise. Once you graduate out of ultra-low-budget, and you can actually afford to have an art department, then you get a taste of what it could be like to work like Scott. It’s a massive difference between shooting on location where you’re dressing locations, and then being able to control the colours of rooms, the design aesthetic, the story… I can’t imagine the massive pressure he was under as a big studio film, but at the same time to be so singular. It’s still possible, but it’s a set of circumstances that you need to have. To do something so singular now, the studio has got to trust you, and you probably need to have had a string of projects that have made money for everybody.

Daryl Hannah, Harrison Ford, Ridley Scott, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
Warner Bros. Pictures

I’ve fanboyed about the film and over the years I’ve tracked down storyboards and memorabilia, which is fascinating. I remember having a meeting at RSA Films once, and on the table there was this silver thing that was really familiar. And then I started to realise it was one of the plungers from Alien that Ripley has to push in to blow up the Nostromo. But I’ve not met Ridley. It can’t be underestimated what an influence he’s had on modern cinema. Modern action cinema owes him a massive debt. There are certain factions that suggest that directors don’t get better as they get older, but I don’t believe that. He’s as vital now as he was then. There’s no ‘new Ridley Scott’ working now. He’s it.  


All images © Warner Bros. Pictures
Blade Runner (1982) the original theatrical release
Blade Runner: The Director’s Cut (1992) released after a strong response to test screenings of a workprint
Blade Runner: The Final Cut (2007) Ridley Scott’s definitive Final Cut, including extended scenes and never-before-seen special effects
Ben Wheatley’s Bulk is available to buy on disc. Normalis in US cinemas now and 15 May in the UK

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Lewis Pullman is having an extended moment. Having impressed in Marvel fare, competed with the flyboys as Bob in Top Gun: Maverick and showed off his pipes and moves in The Testament of Ann Lee, he’s dipping his toes in sentimentality and romance in this, a whimsical adap of Shelby Van Pelt’s bestseller. He’s Cameron, a young drifter on a personal mission along the Cascadia coast, stuck in the small town of Sowell Bay when his crappy camper van conks out. Strapped for cash to fix it, a cheery local (Colm Meaney, emanating kindness) gets him a temp job night cleaning at the local aquarium. 

Sally Field, Lewis Pullman, Colm Meaney, Alfred Molina
Netflix

The job is available because widowed Tova (Sally Field) has bust her ankle and can’t polish and mop as thoroughly as she’d like. Tova isn’t only nursing a sprain, she’s heartbroken from long-term grief and the growing realisation that her age and loneliness might mean she needs to leave her lush waterside cabin for a nursing home. Tova chats about all her feelings when she cleans to the aquarium’s octopus, Marcellus, who narrates his own version of events (voiced soothingly by Alfred Molina) as we follow a trio of arcs of three lonely beings who find unexpected connection.

Sally Field, Lewis Pullman, Colm Meaney, Alfred Molina
Diyah Pera/Netflix

A rom-com of sorts that is gently amusing and romantic in platonic love as Tova and Cameron create a slow bond (though he also tries, spikily and entertainingly, to woo a local surf shop owner), Remarkable Bright Creatures is a balm to watch. Filmed in Deep Cove, near Vancouver, the locations are travel porn alone – a beautiful backdrop for the halting relationship between both Tova and Cameron, and Tova and a would be paramour. 

Sally Field, Lewis Pullman, Colm Meaney, Alfred Molina
Netflix

While Marcellus is entirely CG (and excellently rendered), the bright spark between a wounded OAP and hurting young man feels authentic and moving thanks to natural chemistry between Pullman and Field. With nuanced performances that travel from comedy to deep sadness, both make their characters real within a picture postcard setting. The only false note is the gaggle of horny retired friends that Tova has, their hijinks in emotional relief to the quiet work Field is doing.

Sally Field, Lewis Pullman, Colm Meaney, Alfred Molina
Diyah Pera/Netflix

Though the ‘twist’ might be predictable and the action gentle, Remarkably Bright Creatures is the sort of cosy hug of a picture that might take tear ducts by surprise as well as prompt googling trips to British Columbia. Deep Cove is likely to have a busy summer and Pullman net more fans.

Sally Field, Lewis Pullman, Colm Meaney, Alfred Molina

Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Netflix
Remarkably Bright Creatures is in cinemas now

May 1, 2026

Adam Scott, Florence Ordesh, Damien McCarthy

Words by JANE CROWTHER


When watching Damien McCarthy’s Irish folk horror it’s impossible not to think about The Shining – and that’s no bad thing. Stephen King’s creeper, and the movie from Kubrick, haunt the odyssey of a misanthropic, depressed and alcoholic writer, Ohm Bauman (Adam Scott) who’s trying to crack the end of his bestselling trilogy and heads to the Emerald Isle to spread the ashes of his dead parents in a spot they apparently loved. Oh, and during Halloween. Though we see Ohm at home (and during the course of proceedings, in a hospital room) the tale essentially  unspools as a bottle episode, confined to the environs of the dated and remote Billberry Woods Hotel. A chintzy, rustic place where goats high on magic mushrooms butt the parked cars, the proprietor tells children stories of local witches who lure victims to a hellscape below ground and the honeymoon suite is locked up to prevent some mysterious horror, it’s the sort of establishment most of us might shudder at and pull a u-turn in the drive.

Adam Scott, Florence Ordesh, Damien McCarthy

But Ohm is a glutton for punishment. Harbouring psychological wounds carried from childhood and a mean streak a mile wide, he glugs whiskey in the bar, belittles and burns a fan bellboy and declares the barkeep’s assertion that a witch is trapped in the honeymoon suite as ‘hokum’. He’s just here to write and not engage in such nonsense. But all work and no play makes Ohm a dull boy. A dark night of the soul brings him close to the glimmer of death and sets him on a quest to find a missing woman (Florence Ordesh), investigate the suite upstairs and come to terms with demons – his own and those that lurk.

Adam Scott, Florence Ordesh, Damien McCarthy

McCarthy’s set up ignores mobile phones from the get-go (no inelegant ‘oh, there’s no signal here’ nonsense, they simply do not exist) and builds a plan of the hotel for audiences to understand. The honeymoon suite is reached by a lurching lift, there are a series of cellars under the hotel, woods surround the property and the hotel is on the cusp of closure for the season. That leaves Ohm alone to battle what he finds upstairs, no staff or passing traffic. And what he discovers is genuinely unsettling – production and sound design combining to create a suite of nightmares, jump-scares deftly deployed to ratchet bpm. It’s impressive how terrifying McCarthy can make the drawing of a chalk circle in the dark or a rabbit TV show on a flickering screen. And the increasing compression of spaces is unpleasantly claustrophobic: scaling the action down from hotel complex to single suite, to a tight-squeeze dumb-waiter system and the corner of a dank cellar. (Definite Blair Witch vibes.)

Adam Scott, Florence Ordesh, Damien McCarthy

Key to selling the scares is Scott – playing an asshole who deserves comeuppance, but with enough soul to deserve our sympathy and good will too. To see such a sardonic man who has no magic in his life understand the darkness at the edge of our physical world feels authentic, his catharsis earned. His unpicking of Ohm’s pain as he’s terrorised makes Hokum a satisfying horror: both thrillingly scary and emotionally resonant– might make you reconsider staying in a rural hostelry.


Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Black Bear/Neon
Hokum is in cinemas now

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Twenty years after aspiring journalist Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) finally earned the grudging respect of Runway magazine maven – and thinly disguised Anna Wintour avatar – Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep) via frenemy and tough love shenanigans with assistant Emily (Emily Blunt) and stylist Nigel (Stanley Tucci), the quartet returns. Of course. In the light of Maverick suiting up again and the SATC girls stepping back into their Manolos, legacy sequels and nostalgia-core is big business (Dirty Dancing revisit incoming). The question of whether beloved characters should be exhumed is moot, it’s whether the 2.0 can stand on its own feet as something more than mere fan service, with plenty of cocklewarming callbacks.

Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Kenneth Branagh, Meryl Streep, Simone Ashley, Stanley Tucci
Macall Polay

Devil 2 manages the trick, but only just. In 2026 Andy is a serious award-winning journalist who’s just been made redundant as her paper downsizes, and returns to the Runway offices as features editor after Miranda suffers near-cancellation for her accidental promotion of sweat shops. Nigel is still consigliere to Miranda, Emily is now the head of Dior. There’s a new assistant, Amari, who schools Miranda in what she can’t say during her withering put-downs (Simone Ashley) and a plot that revolves around Andy having to prove her worth to Miranda again as publishing becomes irrelevant in a world of social media. There’s fashion, Diet Coke placement, celebrity cameos (Donatella Versace and Gaga working better than others) plus an awkward romantic sub-plot and a Justin Theroux turn that both feel surplus to requirement. 

Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Kenneth Branagh, Meryl Streep, Simone Ashley, Stanley Tucci
Macall Polay
Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Kenneth Branagh, Meryl Streep, Simone Ashley, Stanley Tucci
Macall Polay

It’s hitting all the right notes of the original (female empowerment, OTT fashion, a nice nod to cerulean) and Streep does get to flex that calm delivery and imperious stare while MVP Blunt brings her excellent comedic timing (biggest laugh is her Italian gag with Versace). But the story situates Miranda as a victim from the start and diminishes her bite, which was a huge part of the deliciousness of the first film. Though she has more fashion, she has fewer words; leaving Andy and Emily to spat in a corporate takeover narrative that doesn’t feel high stakes enough. 

Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Kenneth Branagh, Meryl Streep, Simone Ashley, Stanley Tucci
Macall Polay

Though the denouement of the characters is placed very firmly in this decade and current media landscape, it feels non-essential to non-fans – the pleasure to be found in seeing ‘Spring Florals’ as the theme of the Runway Ball at the Met, understanding why one should never go upstairs in Miranda’s brownstone, the significance of soup in the canteen and the return of a revamped lumpy blue sweater. And Milan looks glam for a third-reel romp. It’s all perfectly entertaining, without being, as Miranda would say, groundbreaking.

Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Kenneth Branagh, Meryl Streep, Simone Ashley, Stanley Tucci
Macall Polay

Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of 20th Century Studios
The Devil Wears Prada 2 is in cinemas now

April 24, 2026

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long

Words by JANE CROWTHER


That a biopic made with the blessing of the Jackson estate would be a hagiograph of the King of Pop should hardly surprise – so don’t arrive at this rhinestone-covered account of MJ’s rise to superstardom expecting any reference to his personal life or allegations made against him. There’s potential for a probing character study of a damaged Peter Pan figure and the horrors of fame, but this is not that film. 

The movie went into reshoots and was recut after a historical legal NDA was unearthed preventing any deviation from the narrative of The Gospel According to St Michael – so leaving the elephant in the room out of the equation, is Jackson, purely as an artist, brought alive?

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long
Glen Wilson/Lionsgate

Certainly, if you want to see spot-on facsimiles of his most famous pop-culture moments then Antoine Fuqua’s almost mechanical recreations hit the spot. We meet Michael as an Indiana moppet in 1966, the 10-year-old lead singer of a sibling band with stars in his eyes and belt strap welts across his back. Terrorised by unforgiving patriarch Joe Jackson (Colman Domingo with gimlet-eyed intensity) who doesn’t intend to work in a steel mill for the rest of his life, Michael (Juliano Valdi) and his brothers are drilled in their performance with the promise of violence, regardless of the time or the quiet pleas of their mother (Nia Long). Joe’s vicarious drive for fame and fortune takes the Jackson 5 up the charts, to Motown and onto LA where Michael’s growing obsession with animal ‘friends’ and his need to escape his father coalesces. 

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long
Glen Wilson/Lionsgate

As a young man denied a childhood, suffering from vitiligo and squirming under constantly being called ‘big nose’ by his Dad, Michael (Jackson’s real-life nephew, son of Jermaine, Jaafar Jackson) begins to craft his own identity; musically and physically. He starts work on the solo album Off the Wall, sets off on his life-long plastic surgery odyssey, hones his uniform (make-up, aviators, military chic, sequinned socks) and learns to moonwalk.

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long
Glen Wilson/Lionsgate

There’s no denying that Jackson is uncanny as Jacko; nailing his breathy voice, the dazzling smile, the dance moves and the performative shyness. And there’s also no denying the global success of MJ with the bangers that are reenacted with his real vocals. Beat It, Thriller, his electric turn of Billie Jean at the Motown 25 celebration and the iconic Bad tour showstopper are highlights and genuine cultural touchpoints, while fans are catered for with extended worship of his performance of Human Nature at the 1984 Jackson 5 Victory Tour. The dazzle and sparkle, the spins and tippy-toe flexes are all on point, the costumes unimpeachable, the hair and make-up masterful.

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long
Glen Wilson/Lionsgate

But the film comes unstuck in trying to find the soul. Michael is defined only by his hurt and his publicised childlike, messianic qualities (his menagerie of pets, his visits to hospitalised kids, the donation of his payout from Pepsi to a burns unit, his love of Neverland). We are never invited in to understand his unique and bewildering point of view. ‘I want to be a mystery,’ he tells his team, and he certainly remains that here. His motivation, his damage is kept as intangible as all the CGI animals (yes, even Bubbles is rendered in uncanny valley visuals). And leaving the film in 1988 with the promise ‘his story continues…’ allows for any later unpleasantness to go unaddressed.

Colman Domingo, Jaafar Jackson, Juliano Valdi, Nia Long
Glen Wilson/Lionsgate

Viewed merely as a jukebox musical, Michael works – as shiny and showbiz as a bejewelled white glove. As an intimate portrait of an artist and a person, it fails to wrestle with the man in the mirror.


Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Lionsgate
Michael is in cinemas now

April 16, 2026

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy

Words by JANE CROWTHER


‘Can you even be a cowboy without cows?’ asks Callie-Rose, the little daughter of Colorado cowpoke Dusty (Josh O’Conner) who has lost his generational ranch to a wildfire, leaving him houseless and untethered. It’s a question writer/director Max Walker-Silverman (who previously produced A Love Song) asks in this delicate ‘slow cinema’ look at the meaning of home and the balm of community – who are any of us without our possessions? Having been almost pathological self sufficient to the point of breaking up his marriage before the fire crept over the ridge to gobble his ancient barn, family house and wooded land; taciturn Dusty finds himself trying to repair both his life and his relationship with his cute-as-a-button kid. 

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy
Jesse Hope/Bleecker Street

Moving into a FEMA–provided trailer park in the middle of the desert with other victims of the fire and given a construction job on the highway, he struggles to recognise himself or how to get back to his comfort zone. ‘That’s not me,’ he dolefully tells his former mother-in-law, Bess (Amy Madigan) of the work holding a stop/go sign, his meetings with the bank in the hope of a loan proving fruitless in the wake of a high-severity burn. He’s got no family except for that of his ex and her new boyfriend, his meagre savings won’t buy him much respite…

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy
Jesse Hope/Bleecker Street

If that sounds bleak, it’s not. In the vein of Nomadland and Train Dreams, Rebuilding places faith in people, kindness and found community. And the healing power of a beautiful landscape, a song sung at dusk and the soft nose of a horse nuzzling a palm. Quiet compassion is woven through the ordinary struggles of Dusty; the auctioneer trying to get an above-value price on the cattle he has to sell, his ex (Meghann Fahy) and her sweet partner supporting him emotionally, in the food and companionship offered by the trailer park dwellers, in the notice in the closed library window that grants free wifi to the displaced people who flock there to fill in their online insurance forms. The folk in this south-west corner of Colorado may be economically challenged but they are rich in gorgeous sunsets and hope in starting over. A reclusive trailer park inhabitant breaks his silence when he finds it in the shoots of fresh buds from a charred tree, Dusty’s neighbour (Kali Reis) looks for it within her belief that she still likes nowhere better than this very spot, and the cowboy will ultimately rediscover his purpose in protecting a new herd.

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy
Jesse Hope/Bleecker Street

O’Conner – so soulful in God’s Own Country – is built for such a role. Always watchful, whether observing workers clearing smoking ash from the ruins of his house or the roll of a silver river through purple twilight, he’s able to convey so much of Dusty’s feelings without ever saying a word. The cast around him is equally as affecting – particularly naturalistic Lily LaTorre as Callie-Rose and Madigan turning her recent horrific performance in Weapons on its head with little more than a warm cameo that leaves a mark as sure as the fireline. 

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy
Jesse Hope/Bleecker Street

As a small, quiet and almost slight take on hardship, Rebuilding takes no big swings, but with its faith in humanity and the idea that home isn’t necessarily where we build walls, it may just be the film we need in the current news cycle. And Jake Xerxes Fussell and James Elkington’s guitar-picking soundtrack stitches it together with love, sounding like aural big skies.

Amy Madigan, Josh O'Connor, Kali Reis, Lily LaTorre, Meghann Fahy
Jesse Hope/Bleecker Street

Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Bleecker Street
Rebuilding is in cinemas now

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Gavin (Séamus McLean Ross) and bestie Billy (Samuel Bottomley) long for fame as rap duo Silibil N’ Brains. Trouble is they’re two lads from Dundee in the early noughties, and they can’t get a record company to take them seriously as they repeatedly cold call from local payphones. When they’re not dreaming up Eminen-style lyrics, they work in a call centre where code-switching helps them sell internet services; they swap accent and cadence according to the caller. So it’s hardly surprising that their desperation for a music industry break leads to them deciding to adopt American accents and allow a record company to believe they are from California. But as they begin to achieve their dreams, at what price is their compromise on identity?

Séamus McLean Ross, Samuel Bottomley, James McAvoy, Lucy Halliday
Séamus McLean Ross, Samuel Bottomley, James McAvoy, Lucy Halliday

A mirthful set-up, but made all the more ticklesome by the fact that the tale is true – the real-life twosome boasting less convincing Cali drawls than their on-screen avatars and their story previously being told in 2013 documentary, The Great Hip Hop Hoax. With James McAvoy making his directorial debut with a screenplay by Archie Thomson and Elaine Gracie, the grift of a couple of chancers is turned into a bromance, an underdog fable and a celebration of Scottish singularity. McAvoy also plays a nasty record exec with relish and seems to be dipping from the well of good will vibes that made him a star in Starter For Ten. Gavin and Billy are painted as hopeless dreamers trapped in their own lies, their friendship the greatest casualty of their hoodwinking – Billy’s girlfriend Mary (Lucy Halliday) the integrity of the piece. The fictional record company duped by the duo is populated with ruthless career climbers, cynical money grabbers and snobs, allowing audiences to fully root for the rappers whose ruse is bow-tied as a deliberate exercise in exposing the bigotry of the record industry.

Séamus McLean Ross, Samuel Bottomley, James McAvoy, Lucy Halliday

Their likeability is enhanced by Ross and Bottomley’s almost guileless performances. Ross is the child of real Scottish musicians (his parents are Deacon Blue’s Ricky Ross and Lorraine McIntosh) and brings a fury to a man gobbling down a dream knowing it has a limited shelf-life. Bottomley, reminiscent of a Scottish Glen Powell, essays the lure of fame and fortune with a charm and twinkle that outperforms a dreadful mullet. Billy struggles to forget his heritage and rages against the metropolitan elitism and classism controlling entertainment, understanding that to pull away from it is to cause a chasm in a friendship. It’s that relationship that drives investment in a film that is predictable in music-movie highs and lows. But like Silibil and Brains, it’s scrappy, ambitious and ultimately, champions authenticity.

Séamus McLean Ross, Samuel Bottomley, James McAvoy, Lucy Halliday

Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of StudioCanal
CALIFORNIA SCHEMIN’ is out in cinemas now

March 31, 2026

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Theo James, Sam Worthington, Gugu Mbatha-Raw

Words by JANE CROWTHER


The fuze in question in David Mackenzie’s time-bomb heist thriller is two-fold: it’s the detonator on a world war two incendiary found by construction workers digging up a London site, as well as the nucleus for character motivation. Those characters come into focus when the discovery halts everything within its radius as an army bomb squad led by Major Will Tranter (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) and the chief of police (Gugu Mbatha-Raw) work within an evacuated cordon, just as a team of crims – headed up by Theo James with a wonky South African accent and Sam Worthington – start drilling their way into a nearby bank vault. As the police are preoccupied with not blowing Paddington Basin sky high and the streets are deserted, the robbers have a handy window of opportunity. But the big question is; how did they know this random find was about to happen?

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Theo James, Sam Worthington, Gugu Mbatha-Raw
Robert Viglasky/Sky UK

It doesn’t take a master criminal to link the clues and uncover the double-crossing and twists loaded into proceedings as plans go wrong and blood is split. A taut and intriguing opener dissipates somewhat amid realisation that Mbatha-Raw is going to get to do nothing more than look quizzically at CCTV screens, and the connections between other characters are signposted. A third-reel explanation flashback and end-credit cards seem almost comedic is their flippancy. 

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Theo James, Sam Worthington, Gugu Mbatha-Raw
Robert Viglasky/Sky UK

But this is a throwback, Guy Ritchie-adjacent easy watch, elevated by its cast. Taylor-Johnson nails the cocky Afghanistan vet with insubordination issues and sniper skills, while Worthington simmers belligerently under the leadership of James’ flashy point man – the trio imbuing character layers that are not readily provided by the script. And Elham Ehsas adds welcome intrigue as an immigrant living with his frail parents in the apartment building the heist is operating out of. The urban fox trotting through proceedings is also pretty decent.

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Theo James, Sam Worthington, Gugu Mbatha-Raw
Robert Viglasky/Sky UK

Technically competent (insistent score, propulsive editing), unapologetically unrealistic and brisk in delivery (98 mins and done), Fuze isn’t likely to linger long in the memory but doesn’t outstay its welcome. It isn’t a bomb, but never fully detonates either.  

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Theo James, Sam Worthington, Gugu Mbatha-Raw
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Words by JANE CROWTHER
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Fuze is out in cinemas now

March 27, 2026

Dakota Johnson, Adria Arjona, Kyle Marvin, Michael Angelo Covino, Nicholas Braun

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Premiering at Cannes Film Festival last year, self-billed ‘unromantic comedy’ Splitsville was notable for featuring numerous penis gags in a tale of two couples experimenting with open relationships. The appendage in question belongs to Carey (co-writer Kyle Marvin), married to Ashley (Adria Arjona) and on his way to his bestie’s lake house in upstate NY. As the couple drive to their weekend, Ashley offers a blow-job and then divorce leaving Carey with his dick out (literally and metaphorically). His response is to exit the car and run across fields and rivers in an existential panic to the lake house where his bestie, Paul (co-writer, director Michael Angelo Covino) and his elegant wife Julie (Dakota Johnson) admit to mutually sanctioned affairs. 

Dakota Johnson, Adria Arjona, Kyle Marvin, Michael Angelo Covino, Nicholas Braun
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When Paul disappears to the city, Carey makes a move on Julie, assuming his mate will be fine with it. Paul isn’t, and the duo smash up the quiet luxury home in an epic fight that ruptures their relationships as well as a large fish tank. It’s the catalyst for emotional chaos as Ashley begins dating while still sharing Carey’s house, and Julie wrestles with what (and who) she wants…

Dakota Johnson, Adria Arjona, Kyle Marvin, Michael Angelo Covino, Nicholas Braun
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Whether this opener is amusing or self-indulgently tone-deaf defines for each audience member whether this quirky mix of physical comedy, nudity and frank sex chat lands or not. Marvin and Covino previously created The Climb (two friends out cycling who discover one has cheated with the other’s girlfriend) which was a Cannes and TIFF hit, and this veers into similar territory in protagonists behaving like jealous toddlers and fragile male egos being tested. Fans of that will likely enjoy more of the same, newcomers may be bemused as to how either of these men sustain relationships with anyone, let alone the beautiful, well-adjusted and interesting women Johnson and Arjona play.

Dakota Johnson, Adria Arjona, Kyle Marvin, Michael Angelo Covino, Nicholas Braun
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That said, Splitsville is unconventional and unexpected. There’s fun to be had in the parade of thoroughly decent men that Ashley brings home, a whole bit at a chaotic child’s birthday party (featuring Succession’s Nicholas Braun as a morose magician), an incident involving goldfish and a rollercoaster, and more full frontal male nudity. It’s never clear where any of it is going as it messily (and incredulously) unwinds – to an ending that seems to run out of steam, but that is also a refreshing change from carbon copy rom-coms. Though the film is intended as a showcase for Marvin and Covino, it’s Johnson and Arjona who really shine, and one can’t help wondering if the gents could write something more robust for this duo to play with for their next project.

Dakota Johnson, Adria Arjona, Kyle Marvin, Michael Angelo Covino, Nicholas Braun
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Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Neon
Splitsville is out in cinemas now

Words by JANE CROWTHER


In our current world of political polarisation, rage baiting, click farming and war, Project Hail Mary – with its belief in cooperation, kindness, self-sacrifice, friendship, and the healing nature of karaoke – is the film we need now. An old-fashioned, four-quadrant, feelgood MOVIE, built for the big screen and for a communal experience, it might not solve world problems but it will certainly provide welcome respite from them. 

James Ortiz, Lionel Boyce, Ryan Gosling, Sandra Hüller
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Like Andy Weir’s previous bestseller adaptation, The Martian, PHM put audiences in an interstellar situation with a lone everyman, trying to figure out how to survive in a hostile environment. This time around it’s Cleveland science teacher and purveyor of great cardies and retro t-shirts, Dr Ryland Grace (Ryan Gosling) who wakes from a medical coma on a US spaceship 113.9 years from Earth, his colleagues dead and his mission unclear. As the brain fog clears, Grace recalls the threat to Earth that brought him into a galaxy far, far away. Space bugs called astrophage have systematically gone through planets, sucking their lifeforce and our spinning rock is next. Deep in space there’s a single planet, Tau Ceti, that seems immune, so a team is sent on a one-way ticket to find the cure and send it back home. 

James Ortiz, Lionel Boyce, Ryan Gosling, Sandra Hüller
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Clearly other civilisations have had the same idea, because as Grace nears the planet in question he meets a version of himself, a stone-looking alien he calls ‘Rocky’. Refreshingly, their relationship begins with mutual respect and curiosity, and as the duo develop ways of communication, work together in their make-shift lab and explain the joys of each other’s worlds they form a bromance of the ages. In-between Gosling’s deft physical comedy, the rock/man banter and Neil Scanlon’s tangible puppet design, something emerges that recalls ET and Wall-E: the simple beauty of friendship that crosses species, space and time – between two beings that value each other for their heart, not their provenance. 

James Ortiz, Lionel Boyce, Ryan Gosling, Sandra Hüller
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Largely powered by Gosling’s considerable charm (with a side helping of Sandra Hüller as the sort of calm, pragmatic commander we might all wish was in control of the world, especially when she starts belting out Harry Styles songs at karaoke), Project Hail Mary is serious enough with the science for a global threat to feel feasible, but skips over logistics to put Grace in some perilous emotional and physical moments. A sequence where the good doctor space walks, tethered to his ship in the great void is reminiscent of the tension of Gravity, while flashbacks of what led him to be part of the crew gives grounding context to heroism. It helps that Rocky is a physical presence and not CGI regurg; voiced by lead puppeteer James Ortiz and played like a super-smart labrador, he’s a warm, sincere character that promises to prompt tears. And there’s a lightness of touch from 12 Jump Street directors Phil Lord and Chris Miller and Drew Goddard’s screenplay that manages to make Grace’ critical adventures both funny and heartfelt. Though the final coda feels unnecessary, it won’t offend, and most viewers will leave the cinema buoyed by the belief in collaboration and teamwork. One can only hope some of our world leaders catch a show…

James Ortiz, Lionel Boyce, Ryan Gosling, Sandra Hüller
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Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of Amazon MGM Studios
Project Hail Mary is out in cinemas now