The Marvels – Review

Cert – 12, Run-time – 1 hour 45 minutes, Director – Nia DaCosta

An uncovered ancient artefact may be the thing that links the power stealing key elements from multiple planets across the universe and the tangled powers of Captain Marvel (Brie Larson), Ms. Marvel (Iman Vellani) and Monica Rambeau (Teyonah Parris).

Out of all of Marvel’s post-Endgame offerings the advertising for The Marvels has made it seem like it requires the most homework going in. Two series and a film minimum. And while our introduction to Kamala Khan AKA Ms. Marvel (AKA Iman Vellani), and her family, is brief and would likely have best effect having seen her TV series (which I haven’t) the general context we need is eventually given as she teams up with Captain Marvel (Brie Larson) and Monica Rambeau (Teyonah Parris) – who herself gets her eventual explanation of powers/ WandaVision wrap-up as the second act kicks in.

While a sequel to 2019’s Captain Marvel this is undeniably a team movie. While Larson’s character leads key events and the core relationships link back to her character this is ever bit as much a film about Khan and Rambeau as it is Carol Danvers. In some ways it has to be as the three are tied together, whenever they use their powers they find themselves switching places, and so having to be close at all times. Flying across the universe in an attempt to track the artefact which triggered these circumstances, and provides the power to remove key elements from planets.

The figure using the artefact for just this, and seeking the unstoppable power of the second half, is Zawe Ashton’s Kree leader Dar-Benn. While limited in screen-time Ashton certainly has an effect when on screen with an enjoyable villainous performance, attempting to reconstruct her home planet via wormholes in space. In some ways she’s a simplistic villain for a more simplistic entry into the MCU. One more concerned with simply being an entertaining adventure than building up a universe, and even then it does one of the best jobs of showing Marvel’s future plans and building up interest in them out of most of their recent projects.


The three leads work well together to get across an entertaining feel, with plenty of fun, humour and colour along the way. After even Ant-Man And The Wasp: Quantumania and Guardians Of The Galaxy Vol. 3 contained their fair deals of seriousness, The Marvels provides within its 105 minute run-time two of the goofiest ideas the studio has come up with in 33 films. Director Nia DaCosta, providing a definite tonal shift after her terrific Candyman requel, invests fully in such moments, making the most of them and allowing for them to flourish on screen. They’re a part of this world and story and there’s no shame to be found anywhere near such points.

Once things are built up and in position there’s plenty to enjoy within this film which doesn’t take itself too seriously. There’s a breezy superhero flick at play with plenty of effective humour in both character personalities and the ways in which the central trio interact – developing beyond Kamala’s amusing initial fangirling when first encountering her heroic idol and Samuel L. Jackson’s Flerken-cuddling Nick Fury. You buy into their bond particularly as they grow closer and more open overtime, especially Carol as she learns to maintain her sternness and let her guard down every now and then outside of missions – one of the film’s highlights is a montage of the trio learning to master their powers and location switches.

For those who have been finding Marvel’s latest cinematic offerings as they form their latest saga weaker than previous features then The Marvels may well provide a much needed kick. A lighter adventure which zips along with plenty of entertainment value and a likable sense of care for its characters and their developing relationships and personalities. An effective solo venture for the team that are The Marvels.

By not taking itself too seriously, and bringing in some occasional goofiness, The Marvels makes for a light, breezy outing for its titular group, all of whom come together with enjoyable relationships and personalities which simply making for a simplistic, entertaining 105 minutes.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: Poor Things – Review

Release Date – 12th January 2024, Cert – 18, Run-time – 2 hours 21 minutes, Director – Yorgos Lanthimos

Since being brought to life Bella (Emma Stone) has been confined to the home and lab of her creator, Dr Godwin Baxter (Willem Dafoe), until she escapes with a debauched lawyer (Mark Ruffalo), learning about the freedoms of the open world.

Bella Baxter’s world is a black and white affair. Confined to the home and lab of her creator, the experimental Dr Godwin Baxter (Willem Dafoe), he’s monitored and analysed as she rapidly develops from making slurred animal noises – in tune with the stitched-together hybrids around the rest of the house – to constructing complete sentences. Soon she yearns to explore the outside world and what it has to offer. Like her we experience an otherworldly feel to the fantastical colour scheme and landscapes throughout director Yorgos Lanthimos’ latest. The off-kilter nature of things offers a strange world for Bella to explore, with the audience alongside her on another journey of development, and understanding.

As she escapes her home, running off with debauched lawyer Duncan Wedderburn (Mark Ruffalo – barely containing his glee with this intentionally hammy and overdramatic role), her eyes are opened to potential freedoms across the world (and all manner of desserts). The world is made up of fascinating contrasts – “I have adventured and seen nothing but sugar and violence” Bella describes “it is quite charming”. Even with the greed and ill intentions she encounters Bella remains a fascinated and eager figure, raring to find her place in the world she’s still learning so much about. In turn she’s an equally fascinating figure from whom we see a full arc of development from over the almost two-and-a-half hour run-time. It feels as if we see her mind expanding in real-time, making for an even more intriguing character hook.


The mixture of the film’s themes, Lanthimos’ style and the visual design of the piece create the vibe of a dazed Wes Anderson, tapping away feverish fantasies at a typewriter that can just about keep up. It’s a strong yet controlled pace with which the themes themselves develop over the course of the film. Further encapsulated within Stone’s performance. As Bella takes part in an utterly joyous dance scene it’s hard not to think that Stone’s on her way to a deserved second Oscar.

As Poor Things depicts growth and strength emerging from unlikely places and circumstances, those with exteriors otherwise creating prejudices of offput and strangeness, it itself potentially creates empowerment from its initial oddities. We see the protagonist push ahead into and away from the world around her, no matter what others say or do; especially Ruffalo’s self-inflated lover, gaining a number of laughs with his vanity, and shutdowns from Stone.

It all makes the final image all the more effective, and particularly enjoyable. The final stages may feel slightly on the long side, but it’s worth it for the last shot before we cut to the credits. Held within the occasional comedic bluntness of the dialogue is an eloquent portrait of personal growth and exploration. Caught in an otherworldly place there’s a lot of visual strength on display and a clear effort in costume, production design and cinematography, complimented by Jerskin Fendrix’s score which adds to the overall engagement factor and effect. Wrapping you further in what’s being detailed on the screen, making for an even more immersive experience. One which has us connect with Bella as she too explores this world for the first time, being willed on by the audience as from the beginning it’s clear she’s making her own way. And what a joy it is to see her do so in such stylistic and untrepedatious fashion.

Bella Baxter is a fascinating, joyous and empowering character made by Emma Stone’s brilliant leading performance, her development is the core hook of Poor Things. Spurred further by the strong otherworldly visual detail emphasising her views and journey against the strong supporting cast around her.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: One Life – Review

Release Date – 1st January 2024, Cert – 12, Run-time – 1 hour 49 minutes, Director – James Hawes

Looking back on his life, Nicholas Winton (Anthony Hopkins) tries to find a home for his personal documents recounting his efforts in World War II to save child refugees in Prague.

The clip of Nicholas Winton’s second appearance on British consumer affairs series That’s Life goes viral every few months. It consistently manages to stir the emotions in those watching as the full scale of his work decades before is revealed to him. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that such a monumental feat of humanity has made its way to the big screen.

Clearing out his home office whilst his wife (Lena Olin) is away, Winton (Anthony Hopkins) looks back on his efforts to save refugee children in Prague just as World War II breaks out. Johnny Flynn effectively plays the young Winton in a number of flashback sequences which construct the bulk of One Life’s run-time. Such points could so easily feel like another standard British wartime drama, but there’s something about the spirit of the film as a whole which carries it through, alongside the central performances.


“Lots of these children grew up thinking that the worst thing that was ever going to happen to them was piano practice” is the statement given early in the film, as Jewish families face the threat of Nazi occupation. While, of course, there’s plenty within pitching Winton in great deals of heroic light, mixed in with sentimental tones, there are a good deal of sequences which avoid heavy-handedness and that aforementioned typical British war drama feel.

As the older Nicholas compiles various letters, files and documents in the hope of finding a good new home for the book telling of the work he and his fellow volunteers put in to saving the lives of hundreds of children I found a genuine faith in humanity building up in me. Building up to the key emotional core and recreations, especially when sticking the landing with the eventual That’s Life scenes. Such feelings lift the film up as a whole, stir the emotions within the viewer and simply help to push the film beyond something limited by familiarity.

Hopkins and Flynn work together, although never sharing the screen, to bring about the personal emotions of Winton and co’s work. The rush to make sure that children escape to safety as the Nazis clamp down on Czechoslovakia. The pair both give strong performances leading the film with great effect, with James Hawes’ direction helping to rein in the potential for forced hoped-for-impacts along the way. Perhaps the biggest proof that the film works is in the fact that the viral clip which is recreated manages to still have an effect; an element of surprise, particularly thanks to the fact that the moment is simply allowed to exist as it is, albeit with one or two slight cinematic flourishes to shine a light on Winton and his greatly admirable humanitarian efforts and achievements.

Generally avoiding heavy-handedness, forced sentimentality and an over-familiar feeling One Life manages to stir the emotions thanks to being reined in by director James Hawes, alongside Johnny Flynn and Anthony Hopkins’ effective leading performances.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: The Boy And The Heron – Review

Release Date – 26th December 2023, Cert – 12, Run-time – 2 hours 4 minutes, Director – Hayao Miyazaki

After the passing of his mother, 12-year-old Mahito (Soma Santoki) is whisked to an unfamiliar new home, where a heron (Masaki Suda) takes him to a fantastical other world claiming that his mother is still alive.

In each of his films, no matter how many times he’s retired, there’s always been something deeply personal from Hayao Miyazaki poured into the inner-workings. His last-film-until-the-next The Boy And The Heron is no different. Amongst the unmistakably Ghibli-infused worlds, landscapes, creatures and food another part of his heart and soul is injected into a narrative of grief and legacy.

12-year-old Mahito (Soma Santoki) is whisked away by his father (Takuya Kimura) to an unfamiliar countryside location after his mother is killed in a bombing in Tokyo. The very formal child tries his best to keep himself to himself in the strange surroundings, no matter how much the various elderly women residing there try to talk to him. It could be so easy for Mahito to seem beyond his years, and in some regards he does, but Miyazaki does a good job of reminding us that he is still a child. During a key sequence, after having been annoyed by a heron at his window, he constructs his own bow and arrow. It’s a simple sequence capturing a youthful creativity and drive which reminds us, just before we dive into the adventure proper, that our protagonist is a child.


He fails in killing the heron, which it turns out not only has a big toothy grin but can also talk (an enjoyably irate and taunting voice from Masaki Suda). The creature tells the child that his mother is actually still alive, and in turn takes him to another world. The fantastical world which he is taken to sprawls with layers and details. Finely animated there’s plenty to like about the visual landscapes that are on display, and the figures that reside within them – including Ghibli’s answer to the Adipose Child. However, there are moment where it feels as if the plot is somewhat wandering.

As you can see the stages of the narrative the jumping between locations and characters begins to make the just over 2 hour run-time feel overlong. Things wind around without it always feeling as if the film knows where it’s going to lead to, largely led by Miyazaki’s personal influence and feelings, which still manage to be an engaging fore. As with his previous films such touches allow for a depth in the emotional elements of the piece, even if the surroundings feel somewhat drawn-out and winding. Yet, even during the longer moments – sometimes made to feel more so by occasionally gradual pacing – there’s still a good deal to be drawn in by visually, and a handful of times tonally.

Miyazaki’s latest personal animation is another visually detailed work from Ghibli which is led by engaging tones and ideas, but with an occasionally wandering and jumpy narrative feels slightly overlong.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: Chicken Run: Dawn Of The Nugget – Review

Release Date – 8th December 2023, Cert – PG, Run-time – 1 hour 38 minutes, Director – Sam Fell

When their daughter (Bella Ramsey) runs away to a haven for chickens Ginger (Thandiwe Newton) and Rocky (Zachary Levi) band together with other escapees from Tweedy’s Farm to break in before something more sinister is revealed.

Chicken Run’s concept is simple: The Great Escape with chickens. Throw in some very clever jokes and one of the greatest villains to grace the silver screen and you’ve got a mix for a rightfully high-regarded film. Aardman’s first feature show themselves as they meant to go on. Playfully tinkering with genre elements to get laughs through their distinct and loving stop-motion homages. They’d do similar with horror flicks (particularly Hammer horror titles) in Wallace And Gromit: The Curse Of The Were-Rabbit and sci-fi classics in the underrated gem A Shaun The Sheep Movie: Farmageddon.

It therefore comes as something of a surprise that with the simple idea of breaking in Chicken Run: Dawn Of The Nugget feels somewhat generic for Aardman. Even the animation, albeit still impressive, doesn’t quite have the same effect. There are multiple shots in the original where so much is happening where you wonder ‘how did they manage to pull that off?’, here this response is limited to just once, perhaps twice.


Yet, as Ginger (Thandiwe Newton) and Rocky (Zachary Levi) attempt to break into what’s advertised as a chicken haven there are still some enjoyable Aardman-esque jokes and puns here and there – plus an excellent use of Cliff Richard’s Summer Holiday. The best moments are those hidden in a scene – a newspaper headline declaring that “police suspect fowl play” – or, as mentioned, some masterclass-level puns and wordplay, including in visual gags. These are the moments that remind you that there is an Aardman film amongst the more familiar elements of the narrative.

As Ginger and Rocky’s daughter Molly (Bella Ramsey), having escaped at the start of the film in search for a more free life, alongside new friend Frizzle (Josie Sedgwick-Davies) discovers that the Barbieland for chickens they’re in may not be everything it’s been sold as there’s a recognisable set of heist film tropes playing out around the rest of the building. Rocky and rats Nick (Romesh Ranganathan) and Fetcher (Daniel Mays) crawl through air vents and get caught in machines, while the other familiar faces (and in this case voices) try to logically work their way around. We spend so much time jumping back and forth between them and the factory’s tech-whiz Dr Fry (Nick Mohammed – seemingly having a fun time being in an Aardman feature) that the once-terrifying Mrs Tweedy (Miranda Richardson) has little to actually do here.

When she is used it’s mostly in the third act, containing some of the best stuff of the film overall, and perhaps having the most feel like the original. It’s when Dawn Of The Nugget finally feels as if it properly finds its stride, and as if the elements have come together for it to finally do what it wants to do. A lot of the creativity and spark is held here, alongside a the strongest feeling of joy in what is being made, making for something more enjoyable in the grander moments of the 98 minute run-time. There’s a journey to go on before then, and thankfully one with a likable nature and enough silly, very British, puns and elements to keep things moving and the audience engaged.

While for much of the run-time Chicken Run: Dawn Of The Nugget may feel rather safe by Aardman’s standards there are enough jokes and moments to remind you of just what makes the passionate British stop-motion masters so great.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

LFF 2023: May December – Review

Release Date – 17th November 2023, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 57 minutes, Director – Todd Haynes

Actress Elizabeth (Natalie Portman) enters the life of out-of-the-limelight Gracie (Julianne Moore) and her younger husband Joe (Charles Melton) in order to research for a film about the controversy around their relationship 20 years before.

Elizabeth (Natalie Portman) insists that all she wants is for Gracie (Julianne Moore) to “feel seen and known”. The actress is visiting the small, coastal town Gracie and her young husband Joe (Charles Melton) live in in order to research for a film she’s been cast to play the former star in. She promises that “it’s a complex and human story” just as the complexities of the relationships, and indeed her investigation, come into play.

Gracie and Joe’s relationship is a controversial one, having made headlines 20 years before due to Gracie being married in her 30s while Joe had only just become a teenager. The scandal swept the country in headlines and while the couple have tried to put the past behind them Elizabeth’s presence brings up questions and hidden feelings. Especially as what’s research and what’s personal begins to conflict and combine.


The main ideas of the past between Gracie and Joe feel somewhat swept aside for much of the film. They’re brought up here and there, but don’t feel properly delved into until near the final stages. It leaves an uncertain air to certain proceedings and the focus nears being how in-depth Elizabeth wants to go for the role, how much she needs to know vs how much she wants to know. We see various scenes between her and Gracie showing their hesitant relationship, with one scene where the pair look into a bathroom mirror and apply make-up seemingly going for a faux sexual tension.

There are plenty of instances throughout May December which appear to be going for campy but simply end up as clunky. Most of the time this is down to individual lines of dialogue bringing you out of a scene like the sound of a dropped pan. When it comes to amusement the best the film can come up with is perhaps its most casual point which feels least like an attempt – as Joe lies on the sofa, drinking beer, eating crisps, watching a documentary about caulk. The more in your face moments are scene endings which feel like their aiming for some form of self-away parody.

As Elizabeth’s connection with the pair changes overtime things simply get more and more crossed over and not in the way the film perhaps intends. Things twist and turn with shifts in focus across various scenes. The overall effect is something rather clunky and eventually unengaging. There may be something somewhat interesting to start with, even if with a stop-start nature thanks to clunky lines of dialogue. However, as the past is truly dug up and other figures from Gracie and Joe’s past have their say as to what happened, and indeed Joe questions the real nature of his marriage and relationship, things go downhill. The film becomes messy and unengaging, and while it might have a level of self-awareness its watered down campiness never really has effect or does anything to lift it up.

Occasionally feeling like its aiming for self-aware parody May December seems to brush aside some of its key themes until too late, with its supposed campiness being overshadowed by its clunky dialogue and eventual overall nature.

Rating: 2 out of 5.

LFF 2023: Saltburn – Review

Release Date – 17th November 2023, Cert – 15, Run-time – 2 hours 7 minutes, Director – Emerald Fennell

Reluctant to return home, Oxford student Oliver (Barry Keoghan) finds himself drawn into fellow student Felix’s (Jacob Elordi) wealthy family and estate, potentially staying beyond the summer.

Oliver stands out from the other students at Oxford. At least to the audience he does, to everyone else he’s a barely recognised background figure. The only other student he hangs around with is the equally unregarded Michael (Ewan Mitchell) – a figure who Oliver reluctantly asks sums to simply for the conversation. He spends the year wishing to be a part of the crowd circling the person who stands out to everyone, the intensely popular Felix (Jacob Elordi). After a chance encounter leads Oliver to lend Felix his bike one day the pair soon form of a bond as the summer approaches. With the “scholarship boy who buys his clothes from Oxfam” reluctant to return home to his seemingly distant and troubled family he finds himself invited to Felix’s estate for a few weeks.

Residing in the expansive Saltburn, and strictly adhering to the black-tie dress-code for dinner, is Felix’s high-class, wealthy family. Headed by Richard E. Grant as the eccentric father who throws a costume party just to gleefully wear his suit of armour, and Rosamund Pike as wife Elspeth, who will casually throw spite behind anyone’s back. None more so than ‘friend’ Pamela (Carey Mulligan). Each figure acts as a way for Emerald Fennell’s dialogue to further spark of the page in satirical fashion. While the surroundings may be darkly dramatic there’s an equally dark takedown of the rich running alongside them.

Whilst very different to her debut Promising Young Woman the writer-director still manages to create a sparkling screenplay with plenty to dig into, the writing is certainly the biggest push of the film. Bringing it to life is a set of great performances, understanding the comedy and dark tones, and managing to play pretty much everything straight with an occasional wry smile towards those being targeted.


Yet, little distracts from the lingering feel of Oliver making his way deeper and deeper into this world – the desires that he has to be a part of it, with his true turn arriving somewhat suddenly and feeling as if the film could somehow work as the origin story for Keoghan’s take on The Joker. His silent hopes and desires combatted by family friend Farleigh (Archie Madekwe) who consistently tells him he doesn’t belong here.

The class interactions between Oliver and the Catton family provide plenty of humour with their equal dramatic lift, and are the points which truly highlight the world and to an extent the course that the film takes. Things may feel somewhat stretched as the two hour mark nears and the twists and turns of the final stages become apparent but there’s still a good level of engagement as things come together – even if some of the stranger more ‘out there’ moments (you’ll know exactly when you see them) leave a slight question in the mind.

Such moments may cause disconnect from the film for some viewers, but if you’re able to get through them there’s an engaging drama at hand. One with both dark and comedic satire at play, helped by the performances which help to bring an occasional verbalised bite to Fennell’s excellent screenplay, without which the film may not have the same effect – both without its tonal shifts and with the chance that it might feel generic. Luckily, with the elements coming together in this particular telling Saltburn manages to move ahead and stick the landing rather well with its various elements and tones throughout.

It won’t be for everyone, but there’s no denying that Emerald Fennell’s Saltburn screenplay is sparkling with darkness and satire, coming through in the tones and performances of the final film. It might stretch itself a bit too much in some scenes and the run-time, but for the most part its an effective and engaging drama.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: Fingernails – Review

Release Date – 3rd November 2023, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 53 minutes, Director – Christos Nikou

Anna (Jessie Buckley) gets a job at an institute which can test the love between a couple, however despite a 100% result with her partner (Jeremy Allen White) the more time she spends at the centre the more conflicted she is with the result.

If you could prove the love in your relationship would you? This is the question that Fingernails follows on from as central character Anna (Jessie Buckley) gets a job at an institute which sets out to test the love between a couple. Couples go through various tests and processes – maintaining eye contact underwater, singing karaoke in French and finding each other only by smell – before a fingernail is taken from each, put into a machine and the result comes through. Either 0%, 50% or 100%, only one is ideal. Anna received a 100% result when testing with her long-term partner Ryan (Jeremy Allen White) a number of years before, however the more time she spends at her new job the more conflicted she becomes with the result.

This is the modern world and yet much of the technology on display, particularly the futuristic testing machine, seem plucked from the 70s or 80s. There’s an interest in the design and slight sci-fi elements which make up the film, however these are minimal and alone can’t lift the film up. Instead, we travel along familiar lines as Anna sees a potential relationship with co-worker Amir (Riz Ahmed), going against her 100% result with Ryan. There might be some good gags here and there to help things along, but they don’t distract from a narrative that, despite the surroundings, feels stuck in convention.


Fingernails largely comes across as a film kept afloat by its surrounding elements. The always-reliable Buckley and Ahmed give, as expected, good performances, and there are, as mentioned, some very good jokes here and there – a highlight being couples having to sit through a Hugh Grant retrospective. However, little adds to the very base genre elements which have the potential to make for something more interesting and original. Instead, they simply act as a backing for convention. A narrative arc that we’ve seen done before, and better.

Add in the fact that the developments themselves are rather slow, with the film clocking in at almost two hours when it could be closer to 90 minutes or so. Director Christos Nikou’s screenplay, written with Sam Steiner and Stavros Raptis, goes back and forth on the psychological impacts the test has whether taken or not, however it skips between implications and focuses with little time to properly delve into certain aspects, with most helped by the central performances. It’s generally fine, but with the promise of interest and originality in place Fingernails is a familiar and therefore lacking piece of work with much of the lifting done by its non-narrative elements.

There’s potential for interest within Fingernails’ hints of sci-fi, however it falls into a conventional narrative with slow developments with the humour and performances being the core lift.

Rating: 3 out of 5.

Bottoms – Review

Release Date – 3rd November 2023, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 31 minutes, Director – Emma Seligman

High school students PJ (Rachel Sennott) and Josie (Ayo Edebiri) start up a fight club at their school in the hope of getting closer to their respective crushes (Havana Rose Liu, Kaia Gerber).

High-schooler PJ (Rachel Sennott) is adamant that she and her best friend Josie (Ayo Edebiri) are finally hot. As another year of school starts they might still be known, even by the principal (Wayne Péré), as the “ugly, untalented gays”, but this will be the year they turn things around and finally have sex with their respective crushes (Havana Rose Liu, Kaia Gerber). The way to do this without being overcome by anxiety? Starting a female fight club in the school gym.

As the club grows and gets closer each member finds a sense of empowerment beyond believing they could take down a member of a rival school football team with a swift punch to the gut. However, this is something that the resident jocks take against; especially school figurehead Jeff (Nicholas Galitzine) – a toxic yet hilarious himbo whose face is plastered all over the school walls as some form of sex symbol. As the team prepares for a game against their biggest rivals the fight club threatens to overshadow them, with even more of a clash being made by the growing self-belief of the fight club.


Amongst the many laughs featured throughout – ranging from the silly to the unexpectedly dark – what truly proves your connection to the central characters is the genuine tension when faced with an actual fight. The laughs still manage to arrive, but you genuinely worry that something might go wrong for them, and impact the club as a whole. Much of this comes down to the likable performances which capture the satire and silly wit of Rachel Sennott and director Emma Seligman’s screenplay. Sennott in particular is a stand out, alongside Ruby Cruz’s Hazel, with a frequently laugh-out-loud funny performance, further propelling her as one of the best recent comedic forces, excellently paired with Edebiri for an engaging and believable central friendship.

The performances are consistent in both foreground and background. Seligman and co manage to fill the background of many shots with plenty of gags, asides and chuckle-inducing glances. Musical montages make the most of such elements with a well-edited sequence or two throughout the film having a good deal of impact – one shot in particular late into the film should go down as an iconic image of feeling hopeless and alone, up there with Bridget Jones sat on her sofa downing wine. Escalating and visual comedy go hand in hand in Bottoms in both montages and a key revenge sequence set to Total Eclipse Of The Heart which goes from simple chuckles to a rush of breathless laughter in the very final escalations.

The film as a whole has some outlandish narrative escalations compared to where it starts, and yet from its entertainment value alone you go along with it, without questioning. While a good deal of the satire is up-front and in clear lines of dialogue or simple character personalities – once again, the intense ego of Jeff – it manages to emerge in subtleties within the narrative. The empowerment the various figures of the fight club find in both the club and each other breaks through the screen and brings more to the film overall. There’s plenty packed into the very funny 91-minute course of Bottoms – with the credits perhaps proving that the best, funniest takes were used in the final cut – finely executed by Emma Seligman and a very likable cast of characters.

It’s easy to engage with the fight club at the heart of Bottoms thanks to a set of great performances which bring about plenty of laughs whilst also getting across occasional tension and the more heartfelt and satirical elements too.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

LFF 2023: How To Have Sex – Review

Release Date – 3rd November 2023, Cert – 15, Run-time – 1 hour 31 minutes, Director – Molly Manning Walker

Sex, drink and partying are on the menu for three best friends (Mia McKenna-Bruce, Lara Peake, Enva Lewis) celebrating the end of school with a foreign holiday, however the shine is very quickly worn off for Tara.

There are multiple false senses of relief and security within writer-director Molly Manning Walker’s feature debut. Even the opening ten minutes provides something of a false sense of what’s to come as best friends Tara (Mia McKenna-Bruce), Skye (Lara Peake) and Em (Enva Lewis) literally dive straight into their week long foreign holiday to celebrate the end of school and their exams being over (if the threat of retakes doesn’t rear its head). Sex, drink and partying are on the menu – there’s a prize for who can get laid the most in addition to being allowed the main room in the hotel.

Tara is intent on finally losing her virginity while away. Not letting the comments of a beer-chug race leader – “no boy’s ever going to be happy with you” – get her down, especially in the face of getting to know the group in the room next door. Badger (Shaun Thomas), Paddy (Samuel Bottomley) and Paige (Laura Ambler) may be a couple of years older, but as fellow British partiers they soon form something of a double-unit with the central trio. As they see more of each other tensions begin to rise, particularly for Tara in her relationship to the increasingly obnoxious Paddy, and the thought of potentially struggling with three loud, screaming characters for 90 minutes soon fades away.

An air of nervousness makes its way into the frame. McKenna-Bruce captures it wonderfully with an increasingly quiet performance with plenty of subtle effect in the way Tara seems uncertain of what to say or do in certain situations and in others purely rejecting advances. It’s a nervousness which perfectly allows for an instant shift into pure tension after a confirmation into the final stages of the film. Even more so after earlier on experiencing a blanket of genuine warmth and comfort amongst friendly strangers after a hesitant and concerning night at the clubs.

One way in which the tonal shifts are dealt with is by diminishing the laughs throughout. There may only be one or two here and there in a generally naturalistic style, but even by reeling these back Manning Walker is able to make her points with a good deal of potent drama. It all mixes into an excellently performed and handled final scene or two which round everything off to allow for the themes and drama to echo with you for some time afterwards.

One particular lingering shot of Tara in a taxi, the camera and fading music threatening to leave the moment there almost as if about to cut to credits at any frame, is time given for everything so far to sink in for the moment. Will there be resolution? Is there resolution? Can there be any? Like Tara, we’re faintly hoping yet doubtful. Where the film takes us provides something and it’s sure to linger and cause thought afterwards.

Excellently shifting from nervousness to tension How To Have Sex is led by a strong lead performance from Mia McKenna-Bruce whose increasing quietness conveys so many of Molly Manning Walker’s themes and subtle ideas throughout.

Rating: 4 out of 5.