Third Man, The

Earlier this year, in a review of Panic by Henry Bromell, I observed that it was possible to appreciate a film which is an impressive bit of propaganda for a political position with which you profoundly disagree. Just think of Leni Riefenstahl’s The Triumph of the Will. Nowadays, the most assiduous ideologues among film-makers are…

Dancing at Lughnasa, written by Frank McGuinness from play by Brian Friel and directed by Pat O’Connor, stars Marvelous Meryl Streep doing a vowel-perfect Irish accent as Kate Mundy, a severe old maid and schoolmistress who is trying to hold together her little family in Ireland in the 1930s. The family consists of her four…

An absurd historical fantasy that accomplishes the impossible by making even its fellow Shakespeare authorship cranks look good by comparison

Hollywood, as usual, tells us the truth we want to believe, but here at least there is some credit to us in wanting to believe it.

This film by Peter Hedges tries hard to be both charming and uplifting but doesn’t quite succeed in being either

Robert Duvall and his fetching companion, Luciana Pedraza, are fun to watch on the dance floor, but the movie he has built round those scenes is a pretty feeble one.