Craig is terrific in the lead role. Still not my favourite Bond, but he's slipped into the role again like a comfy pair of shoes. Dave Bautista is great as a lethal henchman, Lea Seydoux is glacially cool and sexy, while Monica Bellucci is magnetic, despite too little time on screen.
Earlier this week, while watching a re-run of Charmed over cereal, I naively decided to list my top five favourite witches on Twitter. The backlash was surprising; everyone had their own opinions. This more comprehensive ranking is an attempt to placate my critics before they turn me into a frog.
'Black Souls' is a gripping, powerful and realistic mafia crime drama - 'Taxi Tehran', Jafar Panahi's 2015 Berlinale winner offers an innovative, insightful and witty glance at modern day Iran - Kevin Allen places a surreal visual fantasy touch to Dylan Thomas's masterpiece, 'Under Milk Wood.'
As the rest of the prequels were released I felt my love for Star Wars slipping. The Rebel Alliance tattoo on my shoulder began to feel, dare I say, a bit silly and I thought to myself, perhaps this is time to let childish things go, time to grow up.
With Spectre now packing in audiences in cinemas across the world, it's the perfect time to indulge in a bit of fantasy secret agent work. I for one am not averse to slaying imaginary criminal masterminds before making my getaway in my imaginary jet-powered car.
At one point, the villain tells Bond that the elaborate torture he is about to carry out will take away his memories. He then carries out the torture - with no effect. Yet this is never mentioned! That torture machine must have cost a fortune, I hope he kept the receipt.
The difficulty now, amid the dazzle and spectacle of Spectre, is that there is nothing left for Bond to say. The narcissism is played out. The interest is gone.
Can it ever be OK to lose ourselves completely in a film, book or piece of music - and yet contribute nothing to those people who made that experience possible?
This film is moving and empowering beyond words and afterwards I had a little cry in the toilet. These are our foremothers and finally their story is being told on the same scale as all the other men who have changed history (because they were allowed to). Every human needs to watch this.
Fresh Dressed is a fascinating chronicle of hip-hop, urban fashion, and the hustle that brought over-sized trousers and graffiti-drenched jackets from the street to high fashion's catwalks and Middle America shopping malls.
Macbeth is up there with Shakespeare's complex alpha males: ambitious, ruthless, dangerous. So it may seem surprising that director Justin Kurzel puts women and children at the centre of the action in his adaptation of the tragedy.
Thankfully there are several light-hearted "classics" that will make the run up to 31 October enjoyable for everyone, even for the most lily-livered yellow bellies out there. Hurrah!
On Wednesday I watched Beasts of No Nation, the visceral, immersive and harrowing story of Agu a child soldier. The film, released on Friday on Netflix, is unapologetic in its brutality and realism and compels us to respond.
Star Trek is a phenomenon. One of the greatest TV shows and movie franchises and the brain child of Gene Roddenberry follows a team of intrepid explorers across the galaxy seeking out new worlds and new civilisations boldly going when no franchise has gone before.
There's something incredibly sad about hearing someone say they've never heard of Laurel & Hardy. Maybe it's because I grew up with them. They were a big part of my childhood in the 70s and they seemed to be on TV all the time back then. Even into the 80s, the BBC regularly showed the Laurel & Hardy classic shorts on BBC2.
The first proper trailer showed us a lot - we were bombarded us with beautiful cinematography, an intense soundtrack and a litany of new "ooh what's that", "that looks awesome" and "the next two months of my life are entirely irrelevant" moments. So let's break down some of the trailer's bigger mysteries...