Month: October 2025

The Murderer Lives at Number 21

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Suzy Delair and Pierre Fresnay

Agatha Christie, Alfred Hitchcock and (using a time machine) the Knives Out franchise jostle along chummily in The Murderer Lives at Number 21 (L’assassin habite… au 21), the 1942 feature debut by Henri-Georges Clouzot and a confident beginning by a film-maker who knows exactly what he’s about. Winking all the while at the audience, Clouzot gives us a murder right up front – a drunk in a bar who’s just won the lottery – done with a camera that slides between third-person omniscience to killer to victim, Clouzot as good as announcing himself as hugely talented before the film’s even got going, in the same way as the killer announces himself, with a … Read more

Next Sohee

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Kim Si-Eun as Sohee

Life in a call centre is the focus of Next Sohee, July Jung’s belated follow-up to 2014’s A Girl at My Door. But it’s more than the story of grim days in a headset and on the clock. Based on the true case of a young woman who committed suicide while doing work experience in a South Korean call centre, it asks broader questions about the corporate capture of almost every aspect of modern life. It breaks down into two neat halves. In part one we meet Sohee (Kim Si-Eun), a bright, feisty young woman who is lucky enough to get a prized work-placement at a major internet provider. Her job is familiar … Read more

The Price of Wisdom

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Mary Newland close-up

Often billed as a drama but obviously a farce, The Price of Wisdom is a British “quota quickie”, one of many films churned out in the 1930s to shore up domestic production. “Quota quickie” is usually a useful synonym for “pile of crap” but this is an exception and if you’re on the lookout for a delightfully eccentric, highly tweedy, very British old-school light comedy, your train has just pulled in. There’s enough plot to power a two-hour movie and the only real argument you could mount against this 66-minute film is that it has to move too fast to get everything in. The actors are literally gabbling their lines to keep up … Read more

Psycho Therapy

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Steve Buscemi as Kollmick

One of the great benefits of the whole 1990s revival thing has been a run of movies inspired by the early Coens. Psycho Therapy does a bit of a number on Barton Fink, not the Coens’ funniest or weirdest film, and is a re-assessment of their re-assessment of Hollywood output in its golden age. Screwball and crime, for the most part. It’s an “only in Hollywood” caper, about a stalled writer whose latest book set in Slovenia in the Neanderthal era is never going to be world shaking, if it ever gets finished at all. Keane’s friends laugh at him, wife Suzie pities him and his agent won’t answer his calls. Then one … Read more

City Streets

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Sylvia Sidney and Gary Cooper look into each other's eyes

Gary Cooper was a long way from his craggy, motionless Mount Rushmore phase when he made City Streets in 1931. In fact he still looked boyish enough to play a character called Kid, a fairground worker who gets caught up with some gangsters, finds he has a taste for it and then lives to regret it. It’s a Dashiell Hammett story and it is typically Hammett – complex – with two interwoven fields of play, the romantic and the criminal, each providing the obstacle to the smooth progress of the other, before the two eventually switch about. So Cooper and co-star Sylvia Sidney are required to cover a lot of emotional ground. He’s the … Read more

Companion

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Close up of Sophie Thatcher

The bots are coming for us. Companion is the latest in a line of more or less scary looks into the near future, when even the most crucially human aspects of our existence will be outsourced to machines. Am I even writing this? After Robot & Frank, Ex Machina, The Trouble with Being Born and I’m Your Man – excellent all – writer/director Drew Hancock gives us another vastly entertaining and thought-provoking look at the subject, wrapped up in a “cabin in the woods” story about a guy called Josh (Jack Quaid) taking his new girl, Iris (Sophie Thatcher) to meet his friends at a remote weekend retreat. There, the bitchy and appropriately … Read more

Blind Alley

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Mary Shelby and her doctor husband

A film about the all-conquering power of Freudian psychoanalysis, Blind Alley lasts just a bit longer than a session with a shrink and in its 69 minutes attempts to convince us that the root of all evil lies in our relationship with our parents. It’s a bit mad but highly entertainingly done, and in the background there’s something lurking for any would-be psychoanalyst, in the relationship between an incidental couple, Mr and Mrs Curtis, and the “constant companion” Mrs C calls Dick. Parse that one. But neither Dick nor the Curtises is who the film is about. It’s about a professor of psychoanalysis whose weekend cottage is invaded mid-soiree by a dangerous criminal … Read more

Eden

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Jude Law and Vanessa Kirby

Ron Howard loves a fact-based story and in Eden he delivers a punchy one about romantic and naive people getting a rude awakening – the natural state of humanity isn’t bliss but blood. After recent films about Pavarotti, JD Vance and Jim Henson, Howard turns to the far less famous Margret Wittmer, who along with her husband Heinz and son Harry decamped to a remote island idyll in the Galapagos in the 1930s. There, inspired by the example of atheist intellectual vegans Friedrich Ritter and partner Dore Strauch, the Wittmers hoped to build a new life alongside them, and possibly chart a new course for humanity while doing so. It all went badly … Read more

The Pawnbroker

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Sol, with the bars of his pawnbroker's shop casting a shadow on his face

The Pawnbroker used to be a prestige movie, both when it came out in 1964 and for decades afterwards. It’s lost some of its sheen over the years, for a variety of reasons. Films referencing the Holocaust are no longer as scarce as they were when the Beatles were first conquering America. Rod Steiger’s star has also waned. Once seen as a rival to Brando, Steiger is now often regarded as a ham using Method techniques to disguise overacting. And the Method itself, of course, also no longer commands the respect it once did. There is still much to admire in the film though, and in Steiger’s performance, which he promised director Sidney … Read more

September 5

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Close up of John Magaro

Cool rather than hot, and about events not as they happened but as they were reported, September 5 is the story behind the story, of how a sports team from ABC TV found themselves at the cutting edge of a major news event at the 1972 Olympics, when a group of Israeli athletes were taken hostage by a terrorist group, Black September, as 900 million viewers around the globe looked on. Mark Spitz winning seven swimming Gold medals, Olga Korbut performing her Dead Loop on the asymmetric bars, Munich is remembered for many things, but probably most of all for the moment when the German Olympic authorities’ attempt to perform a hard reset … Read more