Paddington In Peru – Review

Cert – PG, Run-time – 1 hour 46 minutes, Director – Dougal Wilson

With news that Aunt Lucy (Imelda Staunton) has gone missing in the Peruvian jungle, Paddington (Ben Whishaw) and the Browns travel to his homeland to find her.

The go to storyline for any big screen sitcom adaptation or on-its-last-breath franchise entry is to send the characters on holiday. After two pitch perfect entries the third feature outing for Paddington Bear sees him and the Brown family fill their bags for a trip to his homeland of Peru. Thankfully, amongst many jars of marmalade, there’s plenty of room for the standard warmth and charm which have become a trademark of this most British of franchises.

Stepping in for Paul King, who still has a story credit alongside Simon Farnaby and co-screenwriter Mark Burton, frequent John Lewis Christmas ad director Dougal Wilson takes the helm for his feature debut. Understanding the tone and style of this franchise from the opening scene, in typical flashback fashion, it might take some time for those nervous about a third film, or new name taking over – this is certainly the most nervous I can remember being for a film – but as soon as Olivia Colman (on very funny form, having the time of her life) starts singing as the Reverend Mother of the Home for Retired Bears about Paddington’s arrival I was welcomed back in to that familiar joy with open arms.

When Aunt Lucy (Imelda Staunton) goes missing in the Peruvian jungle Paddington (once again wonderfully voiced by a gentle Ben Whishaw) and the Browns go in search of her, with the help of boat captain Hunter Cabot (Antonio Banderas) and daughter Gina (Carla Tous). However, as they near the possible location Aunt Lucy has ventured towards they find themselves encountering clues that could also lead them to the lost city of El Dorado and its hidden treasure. Clear adventure flick inspirations lie throughout – Wilson has cited Fitzcarraldo and Aguirre as influences on the film – and while the location may be very different the overall formula is still recognisable. Whishaw’s Paddington remains just as kind and polite and it means that the world continues to be right as he brings to light his aunt’s adage “when skies are grey, hope is the way”.


Undeniably this is the bear’s biggest adventure yet and this third outing takes a much bigger scale than before. Yet, neither he nor the film feels out of their depth. Amongst the rapid rivers and endless trees of the jungle there’s still room for Buster Keaton references, and enjoyable nods to the previous two entries. This is a world of consistency that whilst embracing the spirit of adventure manages to ground itself with heart, humour and in particular Dario Marianelli’s score which makes great use of recurring motifs to capture a sense of wonderment in the surroundings. Slapstick and wordplay is used to great effect – our reintroduction to Paddington sees a chaotic interaction with a passport photo machine and innocent clumsiness continues throughout – and another enjoyable villain who creates an entertaining threat, particularly in the climactic events featuring a chase full of fun ideas and obstacles in a large maze-like setting.

Yet, amongst the travelling and trekking the subtly woven heart of the film relates to Paddington’s own personal journey of home and belonging. At the start of the film fellow Windsor Gardens residents congratulate Paddington on becoming a British citizen with the receipt of his passport, the first place he goes is to his homeland in the search of the bear who raised him, with those who fulfilled the request of the label round his neck in the train station he was found in, and then some – ‘please look after this bear’.

While not everything is entirely subtle, one or two throwaway lines relating to the search for El Dorado stick out a bit, the emotion still builds up for a truly effective punch in the third act. One which makes the most of our connection to both Paddington and the family that took him in, and respectively the connection that they have with each other; early on it’s mentioned that Mrs Brown (Emily Mortimer – successfully stepping in for Sally Hawkins, even if the celebrated spark of caring idiosyncrasy isn’t present) wishes that the family would spend more time together.

Since their releases ten and seven years ago respectively, the first two Paddington films have become the most comforting of comfort films for me. Almost appointment viewing whenever they’re on. While moving much of the action across the globe, Paddington In Peru still continues this trilogy’s integral themes of identity, caring and belonging. Another open bear hug it’s another comforting and enjoyable hit. Full of laughs and heart, it’s hard to reach the heights of Paddington, let alone Paddington 2, and this might not quite hit then but it does its best and makes for another excellent outing which both leaves a spread smile long after the credits, and marks an almost perfect trilogy. Joyful and packed with care, Dougal Wilson himself has taken on the mantle to ‘please look after this bear’ and has done so in entertaining and heartfelt fashion.

Continuing themes of caring and belonging, Paddington In Peru marks a strong close to an almost perfect trilogy. Just as heartfelt, funny and charming as before with a spirit of adventure which remains consistent with the franchise, it’s easy to settle in for another warm, emotional bear hug.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Red One – Review

Cert – 12, Run-time – 2 hours 3 minutes, Director – Jake Kasdan

Santa (J.K. Simmons) has been kidnapped, with 24 hours until Christmas, North Pole security chief Callum Drift (Dwayne Johnson) must team up with expert tracker, and class-4-naughty-lister, Jack O’Malley (Chris Evans) to find him.

There are many silly ideas within Red One. Not all fit into the serious-edged, 12-rated, globe-trotting action film that it wants to be. While a fight with giant snowmen in a beach resort might be amusing enough, despite some clichés and guessable moments, a prolonged slap-fight sequence with Krampus (Kristofer Hivju) becomes quite a slog. Largely, the rule appears to be when dealing with the central narrative and search for a kidnapped Santa (J.K. Simmons) the film works well enough, albeit with some stumbles and clunky ideas, when deviating or staying too long in one place things quickly become stale.

With just 24 hours to go until Christmas Santa (codename: Red One) is taken from the North Pole by the seriously labelled, Gryla, the Christmas witch (Kiernan Shipka) who plans to imprison everyone on the naughty list, with the help of Santa’s magical energy, to make the world a better place. While the film appears to be aware of the ridiculousness of Diet Thanos’ plot it chooses to take a step away from and ignore it, instead trying to focus on dramatic stakes and edges whilst only ever seeing the villain and her henchmen in brief glimpses.

Instead, we follow North Pole head of security Callum Drift (Dwayne Johnson) who is lumped with expert tracker, and class-4-naughty-lister, Jack O’Malley (Chris Evans) – the man who inadvertently gave away Santa’s co-ordinates in the first place. Of course, clashing with their different attitudes towards Christmas and life/ naughtiness in general – Jack is the reason Callum is resigning from his job, after a disheartening increase in naughty adults. The laughs attempted to be conjured from the arguments and back and forths between the pair rise infrequently, but few feel laboured and there’s the occasional chuckle. Nor is there a grating attitude towards either performance – if anything the central pairing make for a safe set of performances, Johnson plays his usual character while Evans sails through akin to most of his post-MCU roles. The dynamic between the pair is for Jack to question everything with a shocked exclamation of “what!?” followed by a frustrated, dead-pan explanation of yet another point from Callum.


For the most part there’s a quick-paced nature to the globe-trotting venture as the pair attempt to track down the buyer of the initial coordinates, and in turn the source he sent them to. The tone is likable with amusement scattered throughout, and the action manages to work when most direct – on occasion we see Drift shrink size to get around enemies before going back to simply kicking them between the legs (a go-to for him and the film, even towards bare snowmen, which early on begins to feel as if it’s not being done for a joke but simply a frequent tactic), an idea which doesn’t work from its first use, largely for looking strange and rather ugly.

Building towards the third act the arc of the narrative becomes sillier whilst director Jake Kasdan treats them with more seriousness. They clash and the closing events of the film, largely from a key turn of events and change in location, throw a dampener on the mild entertainment there’s to be found beforehand – perhaps a simple mild injection of festive spirit amongst the convention which makes up a key part of the film’s construction.

When better incorporating the fantastical elements and running with them to push the story along or properly involving them in a moment the film is at its best and moves along consistently, when it finds itself in a tangent there’s a tendency for it to become a rabbit hole as things begin to get lost in a moment with it taking a while for there to be a reason to leave the setting, and then that needing to be acted upon. During these moments a blander, at times boring, set of events unfolds, making the film fall flat in its big finale where it appears to throw everything it has together at once. Yet, this doesn’t mean that Red One is a complete disaster. It has its moments and manages to be an enjoyable enough, if safe and conventional, Christmas flick. It may not go down as a classic or anything intensely memorable, but for what it does it’s enjoyable enough festive fare.

At its bumpiest when treating sillier fantastical elements with straight seriousness, Red One has its bland moments and a good deal of convention, but it has some chuckles here and there and enough amusement to see it through as a likable festive flick.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2024: Queer – Review

Release Date – 15th December 2024, Cert – 18, Run-time – 2 hours 15 minutes, Director – Luca Guadagnino

William Lee (Daniel Craig) spends his days wandering around Mexico City, slitting between searches for love, hook-ups and the answers to the universe – the key to all of these may be held by younger man Eugene Allerton (Drew Starkey).

Much like the relationship between Daniel Craig’s William Lee and younger man Eugene Allerton (Drew Starkey) there are two distinct sides to Queer. The first constructs the opening half; a woozy stroll where the air runs thick with sensuality. As William’s knowingly awkward flirtations turn into a set of flings, and potentially more, with Eugene – who for all he knows could be straight, or bi – the technical elements walk harmoniously hand-in-hand. Sayombhu Mukdeeprom’s hazy cinematography highlights the meticulous production design of the 1950s Mexico City streets which Craig’s character wanders through looking for hook-ups and insight into the universe. Luca Guadagnino’s direction is at his most beautiful as his camera glides, assisted by Reznor and Ross’ fantastic score – and a cracking soundtrack to boot – through a character study of a man trying to find more meaning in his life, and the universe it sits in, through a tentative relationship.

The search for the universe’s answers comes in the form of a fascination with telepathy. Leading William and Eugene on a trip further into South America. Their relationship takes a new form as the younger man, whose sexuality is never fully certain to the man chasing after him, pushes away advances towards him, sending mixed messages about how he views William. As this strand, and the trip, grows, eventually constructing the film’s entire third and final chapter, Queer becomes something very different. Lacking the thick air of passion from beforehand as much of the events begin to unfold in the jungle a much more narrative style comes through. One which has a strong ‘based on a book’ feeling – Justin Kuritzkes’ screenplay is adapted from William S Burroughs’ novella of the same name.


Craig continues to be on top form of an excellent performance. Early on he delivers a monologue about how he realised he was gay, as the conversation continues he pitches himself as a smart, flirtatious character looking for the missing pieces to a still jumbled puzzle. Starkey effectively compliments this with just as much physical flirtation as there is verbal from Craig, yet confliction as to how he really feels about the relationship. As ideas of telepathy are delved into more and a much more mystical set of themes come through the relationship itself deviates alongside the narrative becoming more of a peculiar set of events.

Dialogue which once dealt tenderly with conversations about emotions and trying to find a place in the world become more infrequent in exchange for a trippy, and likely divisive, set of sequences which push the run-time with more experimental style which feels less personal and connected than the prior character study. For some the turn may work and bring further meaning to the ideas presented by the film, for others, myself included, it may come across as a downward slope once entered. I felt myself wishing that pretty much the extensive third act, and some parts before it, was shorter or could simply take things back to the intoxicating heats of Mexico City.

Starting off as a beautifully intoxicating tale of looking for connection, Daniel Craig’s excellent performance remains consistent during the downward slope of the bulk of the second half which becomes a much more different, fantastical film.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2024: The Piano Lesson – Review

Release Date – 8th November 2024, Cert – 12, Run-time – 2 hours 7 minutes, Director – Malcolm Washington

Pittsburgh 1936, brother and sister Boy Willie (John David Washington) and Berniece (Danielle Deadwyler) argue about what to do with the family piano, featuring etchings of their ancestral roots and story, sell it or keep it.

Despite initial directorial flourishes, The Piano Lesson quickly settles in to feeling very stage-like. Based on August Wilson’s play of the same name much of the action is confined to the living room of Doaker Charles (Samuel L Jackson), where sits the family piano – decades-old images carved into it telling the story of the family’s legacy after slavery. Living with Doaker, niece Berniece (Danielle Deadwyler) has a strong connection with the piano and what it represents, despite not having played it in years her daughter (Skylar Aleece Smith) occasionally has a brief session on the instrument. In the corner of the room it sits holding the ghosts, both literal and metaphorical, of the past.

These ghosts arrive alongside the appearance of Berniece’s brother, Boy Willie (John David Washington). Arriving with news of the death of Sutter, a member of the family who had enslaved the Charles’, and intentions to sell the family piano to buy the now unowned land. The siblings fiercely disagree as to what to do with the piano, Boy Willie casually tries to work out how to move the instrument, with his friend Lymon (Ray Fisher) – who does his best with a character who largely feels like he’s given somewhat stagnant and second-thought scenes and interactions – in front of the rest of the family, while Berniece fiercely protests. With each monologue and close-up that she gets Deadwyler gives the standout performance of the film. After giving the best performance of 2023 in Till, she excels once again with a turn that builds up the pain and emotion in her character with pitch perfect releases.


Deadwyler’s turn helps to sell the more sudden supernatural elements introduced part way through. These stand out from the rest of the film and never quite feel fully settled in. They’re in part what cause the film to take a while to fully bring all of its elements together – in addition to having to pass the, again stage-like, opening scenes which take their time to build-up and introduce us to the ensemble of characters.

John David Washington’s Boy Willie is very much the central focus with his louder, more brash character. His performance stands out not quite because of its loudness but the fact that you can see the performance and tell that Washington is acting – perhaps still playing a bit for the stage where he and other members of the cast (excluding Deadwyler) performed this play in a Broadway production just a year or two ago. Jackson, however, doesn’t have the same feeling to his turn and if anything gives one of the best performances of his career, one which if given the right push could lead him to an Oscar. It’s noticeable part way through when his character seems to suddenly disappear.

Yet, amongst the adapted-from-a-play nature of back-and-forth scenes, particularly in the early stages, there is something interesting built up throughout The Piano Lesson. The idea of the family legacy and history is gradually given more detail, particularly through the performances, and while the idea of ghosts of the past might seem a bit on the nose at times it also manages to hold engaging details the more prominent it becomes. Not everything holds up, and the film in general seems like a mixed bag, but the more it goes on and comes together the more there is to like and engage with, especially thanks to the likes of Jackson and Deadwyler who truly nail the dramatic heart of the film and themes at play.

It takes some time for the themes to come together, especially amongst the heavily stage-like nature, but the performances, especially standouts from Deadwyler and Jackson, help to grow a swelling drama with enough interest in the echoes of the central family history to keep things moving, even as they occasionally divert.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2024: Grand Theft Hamlet – Review

Release Date – 6th December 2024, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 30 minutes, Directors – Pinny Grylls, Sam Crane

Out of work due to the COVID lockdown, actors Sam Crane and Mark Oosterveen decide to stage a production of Hamlet in GTA V Online, with an ensemble of other players.

Grand Theft Hamlet tries its best to escape claims that it’s a feature length YouTube video, however more often than not its its dramatic pushes that cause it to fall back into this feeling. As out-of-work actors Sam Crane and Mark Oosterveen encounter the difficulties of trying to put on a production of Hamlet in GTA V Online during the COVID pandemic occasional shots and montages leak in as if reflecting scenes of struggle – player characters walking along the beaches of Los Santos when everything seems to be falling apart around them, having just claimed to their friend that this production is all they’ve got at the moment. The dramatic edges of these moments feel forced due to the clear construction and still having to happen in the game, the tone feeling a bit too serious compared to the amusement of the rest of the surroundings.

The opening text promises us that the world of the game is “a violence and beautiful world where almost anything is possible”. As performances happen on the top of skyscrapers with giant jets hovering above shooting down police helicopters and other players threatening to interrupt and cause an early character death there are certainly laughs to be found. As there are in early player interactions, whether it be the general audition process with people asking if they can play Harry Potter, claims of “I have a face for radio and a voice for mine”, or someone using their nephew’s account for the day. Yes, it’s the kind of humour that you can occasionally find on YouTube, but it’s enough to amuse and help ease you into the film, removing layers of scepticism that there might be; and it manages to successfully work with an audience, disarming themselves and relaxing into things relatively quickly.

For the most part the film isn’t taking itself seriously and recognises that it is a film about people trying to stage a production of Hamlet in GTA V. It takes that idea and has some fun with it, with the aforementioned occasionally more serious moments not quite settling in amongst everything else. For the most part the film wants to have fun and depict the build-up and process of putting together the production, occasionally with the feeling of a highlights reel rather than anything wanting to be more in depth.

By the time we get to the production itself it’s brief and doesn’t entirely hold the attention as much as what has come beforehand, particularly when considering the in-game crashes and chaos that has happened during the build-up rehearsal process. Perhaps it’s simply a case of featuring towards the end of a film that knows that it can only just about stretch to 90 minutes (pretty much hitting that run-time bang on). We see the success and reception towards the production and just wish that more of that could have been felt in the moment, and indeed the documentary as a whole.

Showing that it had become a bigger thing rather than a small, fun idea in game, after discovering an outdoor theatre space in the expansive world, which became bigger and more personal for the central actors, would have perhaps brought another layer to the film giving the final performance in particular more effect. As it is, there’s a good deal of amusement in Grand Theft Hamlet’s thankfully short run-time to keep it going and just about stop it from feeling as if it could entirely be watched on YouTube.

While certain dramatic moments may feel a bit too constructed, and the hit of the final production could be greater, the amusement that Grand Theft Hamlet’s base provides is enough to see it through to the end. Pretty much what you would expect it to be, it manages to work with and relax an audience quickly enough to bring out the laughs.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2024: Rumours – Review

Release Date – 6th December 2024, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 44 minutes, Directors – Evan Johnson, Galen Johnson, Guy Maddin

The G7 leaders find themselves lost in the woods, where they are left alone to draft a statement, facing strange creatures as they try to get back to safety.

Rumours feels like a clash between Ben Wheatley and Armando Iannucci. While that might sound like an initially inviting idea, clash works better than blend as the two tones create an unevenness throughout as the film jumps back and forth between its satirical edges and its stranger horror-inspired elements.

The G7 have gathered together to create “a draft outline of a provisional statement” to let the world know that they are addressing “the somewhat difficult matters of the present crisis”. Left alone in a lakeside gazebo to work on their statement, a brief walk through the woods to get back to the building being used as the base for the event is extended when strange creatures, including the possible undead, delay the group of world leaders. As the purple fog settles in the woodland setting feels like its been plucked straight from an 80s slasher flick. The horror influences sit strangely amongst the comedic beats, which work best when dealing with snappy and more direct jokes rather than references to the various relationships between the ensemble.

It’s clear that the starrier cast members are given more to do than others. The likes of Cate Blanchett and Charles Dance as the chancellor of Germany and US president respectively (Dance keeping his British accent, with an amusing non-explanation as to why part way through) have a bigger push than Rolando Ravello and Takehiro Hira as the prime ministers of Italy and Japan. It’s clear from the opening stages as discussions begin that such characters are going to be, or already have been, pushed to one side.


Much appears to be pushed aside as the film goes on and its stranger elements grow. Tonal shifts fly around, trying to maintain the attempted humour of the draft discussions with the undercooked attempt to escape the forest – a location which manages to continue the idea that much of this could unfold much the same on a stage, and perhaps at times better, or simply as a short film.

Ideas are drawn out while others in need of detail feel randomly introduced just to bring something new to the film – including one late-stage character decision which really doesn’t work. All approaching a rushed third act where everything appears to be thrown at the screen in a sudden loud, messy burst.

As a whole the film feels like an undercooked jumble of ideas which create a tonally uneven set of events which have their amusing moments, but largely when focusing on short, snappy interactions between the characters where it feels like upfront humour is put as the focus rather than more veiled satire or undercooked character relationships. As a whole the film is fine, but its mixture holds it back from truly having an effect, and eventually causing it to stumble in the woods as it gets closer to the end.

While it has some humorous moments with upfront satire, and some likable horror aesthetic, Rumours is an undeniable jumble of tones and ideas which hold it back and cause it to lose its way.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2024: Conclave – Review

Release Date – 29th November 2024, Cert – 12, Run-time – 2 hours, Director – Edward Berger

Cardinal Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes) is tasked with arranging the election of a new pope, whilst trying to find someone without a hidden dark past secrets of multiple likely candidates are revealed.

Having faced the upfront horrors of war in his Oscar-winning take on All Quiet On The Western Front, Edward Berger changes course for his follow-up, observing the strong, underlying tension in trying to elect a new pope. Adapted by Peter Straughan from Robert Harris’ book of the same name the film focuses on Cardinal Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes) attempting to arrange the election of a new pope, what he views as perhaps his final task as a cardinal-dean after a crisis of faith.

However, finding a new pope without any black marks proves a difficult task, especially when the cardinals can’t agree on who the new leader of the Catholic church should be. Traditional conservative views clash with a continuing liberal stance in and out of the voting sessions, however tensions truly rise in the hushed conversations in the sequestered corridors. Dark pasts and controversies come to light, making Lawrence’s job all the more difficult as he himself tries to avoid election, instead pushing Stanley Tucci’s reluctant, yet fighting, Cardinal Bellini. The twists, turns and revelations are wonderfully timed and built around as the tension of the sacred process grows more and more with each conclave.


Invisible daggers fly across each room through air thick with insistence that this election has become a war. Fiennes gives a brilliant performance packed with subtle detail. Lawrence has plenty of doubts and yet still has a serious job to do, and one that the film takes completely seriously from the sombre departure of the previous pope to the very end of the run-time. A set of great supporting performances surround Fiennes, including from the likes of Lucian Msamati, John Lithgow and Sergio Castellitto; all of whom add to the clash of ideals as to the future direction of the church, and the hidden forces at play. All of which stick to the formalities at hand, making confrontations and discoveries all the louder when they occur.

Secrets, and their subsequent reveals, are allowed to naturally develop and grow, including in aforementioned hushed conversations, all wonderfully captured in the detail of the screenplay. There’s a lot at stake, both personally and within the wider scheme of the church, and there are feuding interpretations as to what this means both in the moment and for the future. All dealt with individually and yet still being allowed to come together in the suspenseful sound of names being scribbled on ballots as looks and glances shift uneasily around the room. Atmosphere as a whole is quietly built up throughout the film, working hand in hand with the escalating tension which is made so clear in the most natural way possible, communicated within the performances and the nature of the conversations rather than being forcefully shouted throughout.

Conclave works because of the establishment and understanding of just what is unfolding. The power that whoever is elected will have, and what that means for the tradition of the church and the election process as a whole. Shut off from the outside world tensions can only grow within the confines of the walls that are shared by all the cardinals. Secrets are bound to spill over, but where and who from? Everything works together to create a drama of escalating suspense as you too find yourself caught within the sequestered walls and rooms until the seemingly distant time a new pope is elected. All contributing to the subtle and highly effective workings of the film, engaging you further within a process made of unpredictable twists and turns which make the process, and the film itself, all the more grippingly fascinating.

Ralph Fiennes gives a towering yet subtle performance as a man caught in the middle of multiple tense conflicts, his quiet detail matches that of the film as Conclave makes for a suspenseful drama escalated by the sequestered confines of each bubbling interaction.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

Heretic – Review

Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 51 minutes, Directors – Scott Beck, Bryan Woods

Two Mormon missionaries (Sophie Thatcher, Chloe East) find themselves trapped in the home of a man (Hugh Grant) determined to test their faith through a set of test and choices he constructs.

The trailers, and indeed posters, for Heretic give the impression that the two central characters, Mormon missionaries Sisters Barnes (Sophie Thatcher) and Paxton (Chloe East), will be battling a maze of horrors assembled by Hugh Grant’s Mr. Reed. In actual fact, much of the tension is built up in just a handful of rooms, face to face with the man fascinated with the faith of the two women in front of him.

On reflection, Heretic could work well as a play, yet writer-directors Scott Beck and Bryan Woods never allow this thought to come to mind during the film’s events. Instead you’re wrapped up in the growing suspense as Barnes and Paxton’s fear that they won’t be allowed to leave – despite Reed’s insistence that they can leave whenever they wish, as long as it’s via either a door labelled ‘belief’ or ‘disbelief’ – grows. Tension is wonderfully built up as Reed shows himself as a more and more sinister character. His intentions appear direct, yet there’s a constant veil of mystery as he delves into his own views on faith, and begins his possible test of the two women trapped in his home.


Grant’s charm remains during these scenes yet grows darker as the film goes on; as if the character isn’t putting on a false persona for his initial guests, invited to discuss more about their faith, making his actions and presented choices even more uncertain. A monologue which features a comparison of religions to Monopoly is both darkly funny yet the threat grows in intensity as he goes on, contrasting with the repeating sound of The Hollies’ The Air That I Breathe playing in the background. The sequence grows and grows, and by the time we get to what the trailer makes appear as the key action we’re around an hour in with time having only largely been spent in two rooms. Two rooms where the focus is on the conversation, and an anxious feeling of being unable to leave, or move.

Claustrophobia begins to settle in before even being face-to-face with the set of doors in a quasi-church-like room. Down to both the on-edge performances of East and Thatcher, and the looming stance of Hugh Grant’s grinning to dead-pan threat. The conversation flows effectively before leading into a set of even creepier events designed to truly test the central pairing as clever monologues and back-and-forths continue to take form amongst the greater sense of panic when the entrapment takes a further turn. Alongside the tension the horror itself escalates while managing to generally avoid bloody and gory detail, much of what we see is psychological and thankfully never treads in the territory of Saw, as some might expect.

Instead, the film leans into its screenplay and through a series of close-ups and emphasis on the characters allows the performances to convey the growing tension within the story. Effectively moving the camera and editing to do just this and get across a feeling of entrapment for the viewer too, without ever feeling as if this would be better suited to the stage.

Successfully claustrophobic while allowing the performances to bring a threatening nature to the debates and monologues within the screenplay, Heretic is a successfully tense faith-based entrapment horror which excellently builds up its suspense.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

Juror #2 – Review

Release Date – 1st November 2024, Cert – 12, Run-time – 1 hour 54 minutes, Director – Clint Eastwood

Justin Kemp (Nicholas Hoult) is called to jury service with just a matter of weeks until his wife (Zoey Deutch) is due to give birth, however when he may have committed the murder the case is for he tries to find the accused innocent while avoiding suspicion towards himself.

With marketing having begun just a month before release, claims of a release in no more than 50 US cinemas, scepticism around whether there will be any box office reports and no awards push whatsoever Juror #2 seems to have been left out to die by Warner Bros, who initially intended the film for debut on streaming service Max. It’s a strange set of circumstances for a new, and reportedly final, Clint Eastwood directed film with a rather starry cast at the centre. The kind that’s safe and conventional enough to, in years gone by, have been nominated for Best Picture, and potentially won (subsequently having its reputation as a perfectly likable drama shattered because of it).

While, yes, safe and conventional there’s little wrong with that in the case of this courtroom, and deliberation room, drama as the traditional nature works very much in its favour. An old school feature, the kind that when it pops up people claim it as ‘the kind of film they don’t make anymore’, when the credits rolled I simply sat back and thought ‘that was really good’. An uncomplicated yet engaging drama delving into the moral complexities and conflictions of writer Justin Kemp (Nicholas Cage) who finds himself called to serve as a member of the jury on a murder trial.


Unable to get out of it, despite mention of his pregnant wife (Zoey Deutch), in the third trimester of a difficult pregnancy, the couple lost twins due to complications the year before, he realises as the opening arguments unfold that he may have been the one to cause the murder, a haze of emotions and distraction causing him to think he hit a deer rather than a person. While his worry and guilt stirs and settles in throughout the trial it’s not until facing his fellow jurors when trying to reach a verdict that he must confront it. Everyone is certain that the accused boyfriend of the victim is guilty, however Justin claims that innocence is worth discussing, and tries to plead the case, while still avoiding suspicion being directed towards him.

Hoult gives a strong lead performance as the worries and conflictions of his character grow alongside the tension he feels as deliberations seem to go nowhere. He talks to a lawyer friend, and leader of his Alcoholics Anonymous group (Kiefer Sutherland), about what he should do, told that if he comes forward, or is eventually found after a series of events in the case of a mistrial, that his previous record due to alcoholism will mean he’s put away for life – not there for his wife and child. Confliction spins throughout as every situation and discussion poses a sense of panic for the central figure, creating a more compelling drama as in certain circumstances, particularly in his relationship with another juror played by J.K. Simmons, he appears to make things worse for himself as personal feelings and experiences begin to fly across the table in the jury room.

Throughout Eastwood creates an engaging drama where the stakes for the central character are clear and make for a compelling set of events, both in and out of the courthouse. It all makes for a solid film where safety doesn’t matter because of just how well made and effective the film itself works. A solid piece of work that, if this is to be Eastwood’s final film, deserves better treatment, particularly from the studio the 94-year-old has had a working relationship with for almost 50 years.

A traditional, well-constructed drama of moral confliction, led by Nicholas Hoult on great form, Juror #2 gives plenty to be caught up in from start to finish.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2024: Anora – Review

Release Date – 1st November 2024, Cert – 18, Run-time – 2 hours 19 minutes, Director – Sean Baker

Sex worker Ani (Mikey Madison) marries Vanya (Mark Eydelshteyn), the son of a Russian oligarch, his family are soon racing to New York to get the marriage annulled.

Anora (Mikey Madison) is a force to be reckoned with. Tied up by a trio of Armenians after her husband, Vanya (Mark Eydelshteyn), has escaped their home she sits and hurls a barrage of f-bombs at the men who have broken in. Leader Toros (Karren Karagulian) throws back just as many, failing to calm the chaos as his henchmen (Vache Tovmasyan, Yura Borisov) stumble around piling extra noise into a glorious sequence of organised chaos.

The trio have been sent by Vanya’s wealthy parents, disapproving of the pair’s impromptu Vegas wedding; having only met a couple of days before, and racing to New York to get it annulled as soon as possible. However, with Vanya missing a late-night search spreads across the city in order to get him to the courthouse by morning. Thus ensues a true caper.

Things might take a bit of time to come together, but once the pair are married – and another needle drop for a remix of Take That’s Greatest Day begins – it’s hard not to break out into just as big a smile as seen on the young couple. From that point on the laughs are thrown out with equally fast pace to the frantic search across the city, which produces much of the humour from the inept and disorganised henchman who Ani rolls her eyes at on plenty of occasions.


Madison is fantastic, excelling in the leading role, capturing the humour of almost every situation while managing to get across her character’s increasing frustration. The underlying feelings and emotions of each scenario she’s thrown into. The worry as to where her husband is, and adamancy that the marriage will not be annulled. From there comes a fiery bite mixed with a defiance, hidden behind the everyday attitude we see at the start where her shifts as an exotic dancer and sex worker are simply part of her day-to-day.

A much deeper nature is brought to the character and what she goes through and experiences, both physically and emotionally, through the central performance, and indeed those around her. There’s an underlying uncertainty and sense of worry to the farce that unfolds across New York City, searching for an initially wonderfully semi-awkward son of a Russian oligarch.

I may not be entirely sold on the directions of the final ten minutes, yet there’s so much to enjoy within the insanely funny course of the narrative that it’s hard to be dampened. Once everything is in place, Anora rockets along with deliriously entertaining force. Force which is constructed in both the events and the way in which they’re fantastically paced through the editing.

A film with strong re-watchability thanks to its humour and characters, especially the depth Mikey Madison brings to the lead, Anora may well be a film that improves with a return viewing. From just a first it’s one of the best, most entertaining rides of the year.

A wonderfully chaotic ride, Anora is a fantastically paced and edited farcical caper with a fiery lead performance from Mikey Madison who perfectly captures the underlying emotions of each hilarious instance.

Rating: 4 out of 5.