

Okay, full disclosure; I had very low expectations of this sequel to the much loved Russell Crowe sword and sandals epic that came out almost a quarter of a century ago.
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Okay, full disclosure; I had very low expectations of this sequel to the much loved Russell Crowe sword and sandals epic that came out almost a quarter of a century ago.
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I am grieving a little bit for my 24-year-old self. Paris, Texas was the movie for me in the 80s. I was living in London with a lot of time on my hands and not that big a social circle. I discovered arthouse cinemas in Soho and Brixton and would go on my own to see these weird and wonderful films.
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I think it says a lot that a film like this can be made about someone who is now the sitting president of the United States of America.
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Greek heroes are arseholes. This is a rather serious and languid retelling of the end of the Odyssey when Odysseus (Ralph Fiennes) returns home after 10 years to his wife and queen Penelope (Juliette Binoche).
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I only got to see three films at this year‘s Melbourne Irish Film Festival but they were all really solid. I really appreciate festival director Enda Murray‘s choice of films (and his endearingly bumbling introductions and Q&As).
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Mohammad Rasoulof keeps his political critique subtle in this early drama set almost completely on a rusting hulk of an oil tanker in the Persian Gulf.
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Director Alice Troughton has a TV pedigree; she directed two of my favourite Doctor Who episodes – The Doctor’s Daughter and the iconic Midnight.
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Emerald Fennell gives us Brideshead Revisited and The Talented Mr. Ripley dragged screaming into a fantastical modern world where desire perverts everything.
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ACMI in Melbourne is running a retrospective of the films of Mohammad Rasoulof, an Iranian director who has made some of my favourite films (Manuscripts Don’t Burn, A Man of Integrity, There is No Evil).
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Kristoffer Borgli (sick of myself 2022) takes a delightful premise and then drains it of joy and drama.
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