I’ve long argued this point with people who have decided that the dispensation of today’s self-righteousness pellet involves demanding that some disgraced actor’s film be withdrawn or recut.

Oh, balls to this policed outrage malarkey.

I’m going to put in a vote for Kirsty MacColl’s cover of ‘A New England’.

It’s always seemed pretty clear to me that the word for ‘Predator’ among pretty much every race in this area of the galaxy probably translates roughly as ‘douchebag’. Like, at some point every planet eventually figure it out and flips over from ‘Oh no, what’s happening!?!?’ to ‘Oh, for fuck’s sake, it’s that lot…

As a UK resident, I recall a sort of watershed moment where, having been taken in for ages by the whirlwind of craft ales that started springing up everywhere a few years ago, I found myself heading to meet people in a pub and realising with absolute certainty that I wanted nothing more at that moment than a good,…

I imagine so - but I got to see it in the cinema! Funny that I can’t even nearly remember what I was actually going to see, but that stuck in the mind...

I think I was one of what must be the relatively few people to see the frankly amazing (but understandably rapidly pulled) early teaser with the bank robbers in the getaway helicopter getting trapped in a web spun between the twin towers.

= ‘the shriek’. Fat thumbs

Nothing for Carrie Henn? Thrvshriek is...unfortunate but she carries the trauma off well, and when you consider how tiresome she could have been...

I dunno, I think you could do interesting stuff with the Chopper storyline, say, or the antics of the Wally Squad if you wanted it to be a more ensemble piece. I’ve nothing against the ‘future shock’ type wierdness - boing and fatties and normals and silly block names and the like - in fact as a long time fan I’ve…

Minor counterpoint - a lot lf the Dredd oeuvre is played as a pretty straight future crime thriller. The freaky alien/supernatural stuff was the sort of thing that some authors liked adding to the palette more than others.

OK, I’m sure this will be fun, but it’s just aggressively wrong. Mary Queen of Scots was not Scottish. She was more or less French (although ‘nationality’ didn’t quite mean then what it does now, particularly for the Euro aristocracy who are, and have been, one big gradually consolidating global megacorp pretty much…

Tune in for the next episode of ‘Neil Blomkamp is briefly and ambiguously attached to a beloved 80s film franchise’. This week, a flurry of excitement as he’s caught doodling a hoverboard in a local Starbucks....

I’m going to throw a bit of a counterpoint to all the love given to Winter Soldier as somehow a direct descendant of the paranoid thrillers of the 1970s. It’s obviously reaching for that (Redford’s casting is the big flag), and superficially convinced me on a first, immersive cinematic viewing.

I’m sort of imagining that the pitch meeting for Skyscraper looked like some 25 year old saying “Remember that Steven Segal move ‘Under Siege’? What if that, but - hear me out - in a BIG, HIGH TECH BUILDING!’

The hook is that it’s a huge story about events that affect the whole of human civilisation. What it does right in those first few episodes, therefore, is spend time letting you get to know (a) how that civilisation works and (b) giving you some (relatively) grounded, normal human characters to see it through.

Totally - everyone gets these touching little backstories and arcs, and the running ‘gag’ of the documentary makers not realising the mounting consequences of airing everyone’s dirty laundry in public makes quite a biting point about these sort of series.

Alex Trimboli was such a brilliantly recognisable type - everyone know one at school (and if you didn’t, you might have been one).

Well the trailer they’ve got up there seems to indicate that they expected the viewer to consider ‘he’s dead’ to be one of the possibilities. Perhaps it was more intended to be an ambiguity than an actual twist.

This sounds disappointing. But frankly, I will put up with a great deal of mediocrity in a heist film, provided the actual heist is well done (seriously, I embarrassed my partner at the time by actually clapping, entirely involuntarily, when the sprinklers went off during the big finale of the remake of the Thomas…