The Last Exorcism blends belief, doubt and humour to produce some seriously scary cinema. Until the dubious ending.
Ill-conceived but entertaining, the year's second sperm donor rom-com leaves no embarrassing stains.
We chat to director Daniel Stamm and producer Eli Roth about religion, possession & bashing cats to death.
Mature, childish and one of the most energetic things ever put on celluloid, Scott Pilgrim speaks to its audience. It says words like: Love. Life. Nintendo. And Canada.
The Girl who Played with Fire slightly dampens expectations, but Rapace's fiery heroine stops the thriller fizzling out.
With kids back to school and education funding cut, what's the best way to educate your child? Cinema.
With its ballsy female hero and well-paced hokum, Salt is a high-octane burst of pure nonsense. Sequel please.
The real Girl with the Dragon Tattoo chats about motorbikes, piercings and that tattoo...
A beautiful love letter to old-school magic, The Illusionist is a delicate and bittersweet pleasure.
With The Human Centipede in cinemas, our own Dr Pearson asks if Hollywood’s evil scientists have ever been 100% accurate.
Thick, violent and incredibly butch, Sylvester Stallone has made the perfect action man's movie: a film so bad it's brilliant. If only he could tell the difference.
For all its false hairpieces, The Secret in their Eyes is 11,650 feet of genuinely gripping celluloid. Long-winded, methodical, and completely absorbing.
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 Well, as the New Year approaches, it's hard not to look back on the past 10 years and come up with a generic blog post about it all. This was, after all, the era when 3-D returned from its immersive grave, a time when Heath Ledger passed away, when Gollum impressions became cool (and then really, really annoying).
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