Rowling and Yates’ latest excessive Potter-verse instalment leaves you bothered, bewildered, but certainly not bewitched.
While carried by a formidable cast, McQueen’s intensely and intimately compelling heist-thriller doesn’t completely deliver.
Fleischer’s weird and boring anti-hero flick lacks experimentation.
Even Atkinson’s full arsenal of comedic skills can’t save Davies’ worn-out spy spoof.
Despite its frozen heart, Pawlikowski’s period love-affair entices with cinematic elegance.
Lee’s explicit bio-drama uses the not-so-distant past to urgently dissect the polarising present in America.
Despite donning a familiar suit, Brad’s long-awaited sequel is just super-fun.
The fallen star remains spectrally elusive despite Macdonald’s probing, solemn approach.