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REVIEW: SPECTRE

It’s not a must-see or a masterpiece, but a better way to spend a couple of hours than pretending to do housework.

Gallivant into the city – its alleys, villages, temples and bistros.

A Pandora’s box of the odd, frightening, banal and impenetrable.

Every hobby is a niche that grants common ground: it can be anything from horror films to model train sets.

A verbose A-Z of the Cornish town.

This cramped, sweaty and claustrophobic world is the best in German cinema.

The true tragedy of it all is that Christmas is an empty holiday.

Sparks are still very much flying between the band.

A film that captures the angst of being alone in a teeming metropolis.

It’s one of the most recognisable symbols in the world, but what the hell does it mean?

Stories don’t translate easily between media: the process causes wrinkles and tears.

A mixed bag of a film that flits between brilliance and pomposity.

Boo! Separating the dread from the downright silly.

Machines that release the inner explorer, ruler and jester.