Movie Monday: big names in B-movies

There’s a treasure trove of crime and thriller films lurking online – often buried in the backlists on the big streaming services. We found half a dozen A-list actors running the gauntlet in four unusually offbeat flicks, taking inspiration from across the crime genre. So read on for Anthony Hopkins, Nicole Kidman (channelling Robert de…

A Hijacking: Hard-hitting hostage drama

A Hijacking is 100 minutes of gruelling, gripping tension. It doesn’t seek to glamorise or Hollywoodise the very real threat of modern-day piracy to commercial shipping. Instead it starkly portrays the at times horrific possibilities when hostages are held long-term for ransom. It is not a barrel of laughs… The action switches between a Danish…

Movie reviews: The Hateful Eight and Wild Card

The Hateful Eight: Quentin Tarantino’s eight film turned out to be one of his best. It’s a ‘return to your roots’, character-led drama of escalating tension and utterly outlandish, gory violence. If you prefer QT’s more action-adventure type films (‘Inglorious’ and ‘Kill Bill’ spring to mind) then this might be a bit too much talky-talk…

Movie reviews: downloads and DVDs

It’s Movie Monday which means crime-thrillers, murder mysteries, sci-fi fantasy, Eurocrime and Nordic noir; mainstream, indie, art-house and B-movies. Recent screenings feature Stellan Skarsgård, Persian vampires, Gillian Anderson, Ving Rhames, Victor Garber and Lance Reddick. Eclectic? Exactly. THE GUEST: savvy super-soldier action thriller This got off to a slow start but is worth holding your…

Movie reviews: DVDs and downloads

Saturday night is movie night. It is in the MMM household at any rate. Mind you, so is Monday night, Tuesday night, Wednesday night and… you get the picture. The motion picture. So we watch an awful lot of films; murder mysteries, sci-fi fantasy, noir (Nordic and otherwise); mainstream, indie, art-house and B-movies. Here’s just…

Inherent Vice: intrinsic instability

This gloriously shambolic, rambling psychedelic mess of a movie brilliantly captures a slice of 1970’s beach-bum life, mixing it with all the black paranoia of hard-boiled noir. Only an extremely ambitious auteur (or an idiot) would attempt to translate Thomas Pynchon’s loosely lucid perspectives in film form. Paul Thomas Anderson deserves credit for even having…