This desultory journey is so mesmeric that what matters most is how fantastical it looks.

Daniel Craig cuts a tragic swathe through booze-soaked heartbreak.

More forbidding than chilling, the haunting of this house is a damning reflection of the people inside it.

Nicole Kidman’s Romy throws her whole, hungry self into a spin-out of physical and psychological nakedness.

This is celebration as a way of life.

Inspired by an actual teacher, film-maker Christopher Zalla’s blast of sunshine leans heavily on earnest overdrive.

The umpteenth adaptation of an 180-year-old classic is rife with machismo writ large.

Less a passive viewing experience than a thumping run of body blows.

After quietly assembling the building blocks of a cultural displacement drawn partly from his past, writer-director Anthony Shim gets going with a wrecking ball.

Sofia Coppola’s Priscilla Beaulieu is a petite child in a lion’s party den.