Batman 3 rumour round-up

The first of what's sure to be a regularly and increasingly ridiculous Batman sequel rumour round-up. Are they true? (*shakes Official Batman Magic 8-Ball*) 'Gotham needs a hero with a face'. Hmm, thanks.

Review: Public Enemies

On paper, this movie has it all. A credit crunch-defying story about renegades sticking it to the money men. A mouth-watering A-list face-off between two of the coolest bastards on the planet. A director who couldn't direct a shitty shoot-out if Michael Bay had him at gun-point. Why, then, does it feel so lacking? Despite all th...

Review: Terminator Salvation

Terminator Salvation is explosive – not in the sense that it'll blow your mind, more in the sense that it'll burst your eardrums. Pound for pound, it features more explosions than any other movie I've seen – there's literally something detonating or collapsing or being shot or catching fire every 30 seconds. Even in quiet scenes...

Review: The Dark Knight

"Now, take this guy: armed robbery, double homicide. Got a taste for the theatrical, like you. Leaves a calling card." Before the casting rumours, the trailers, the endless posters, the death of Heath Ledger, the internet virals… before all that, way back in 2005, in the final moments of Batman Begins – that’s when the...

Review: 3:10 To Yuma

The Western is in fine fettle at the moment, with flicks like The Proposition, Three Burials and yes, even Brokeback Mountain bucking the trend. The latest grizzled gunslinger to mosey into town is James Mangold’s remake of 3:10 To Yuma, a more straightforward Western with nary a gay cowboy eating pudding in sight. In fact, it’s...

Review: Batman Begins

How to kill a franchise: Lesson #1
Take one hard-boiled, well-established hero and dress him up in ill-fitting rubber, complete with cod-piece and bat-nipples. Strip away the cool Gothic vibe and replace it with super-gay neon and eye-rapingly cheesy special effects. Finally, have your newly camp crusader spout the kind of shit that George Lucas would balk at, and stand aside as your franchise digs its own grave and dies with its arse poking out of the soil.