I've done numerous interviews explaining how and why I set up a film festival to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the Bechdel Test and I've been humbled by these opportunities to reflect on its progress. I'm often asked questions I didn't realise needed answering; things like 'why does representation matter?'
Quite remarkably almost 50 years on never-ending repeats from the nine original series are still being broadcast as primetime Saturday night TV. And perhaps most amazing of all Dad's Army has been remade into a new feature film, not reinvented for a 2016 audience but recreated to be as close as possible to the original version.
Normally I stay for the quotes, the pop culture, the film techniques and references. Now I want to rewatch it for the character and plot development; even if it amounts to nothing more than a Western tinged big screen adaptation of Cluedo. But will fans of Tarantino applaud it? I doubt it...
If you are not familiar with the film, it stars David Bowie as Jareth, the Goblin King, who steals 15-year-old Sarah's baby brother away when she carelessly wishes for it to happen because he won't stop crying. Jareth says she can only have him back if she completes the Labyrinth. Apparently, Jareth does this because he is in love with Sarah, and wants to grant her wishes...
Over the past two years, no black actors or actresses have been nominated for Oscars. And over the past decade there has only been 18 black nominees, which amounts to just 9 percent of all acting nominees.
How does cinema follow a year like 2015? A year when three of the top 10 biggest films of all time in the UK were released, including two of the top three. It was a year that also saw the release of the third biggest animated film in history (Minions), and the summer's best blockbuster, Mad Max: Fury Road, just snagged 10 Oscar nominations.
That's what I adored about Joy. Her stubborn refusal to accept any obstacle that might prevent her from completing her masterpiece. I remembered myself in her power and mourned the tempering of my own flame.
This is a question that has been instigated by the recent furore over the dearth of black representation at the 2016 Oscars with the absence of a single nomination in any category. But this crisis is not confined to film and TV, it also extends to the arts. Why is this? It can't be because of lack of talent, will or ambition, there is plenty out there.
In the midst of the 'Oscars Diversity Debate' sides are being taken and opinions are being voiced. I won't be covering the contents of the debate, or making any statement about it in any specific way, but rather I want to talk about talking about it.
Sadly, I know from that personal experience that dementia is one of those illnesses that can be very scary for anybody, especially at the first stage of dementia when there's a state of confusion for everybody. So, I'm really glad the entertainment world is making such a fuss out of dementia because raising awareness is so important to people who have the condition, their carers and loved ones because there is still a stigma attached to it. Unfortunately, there doesn't appear to be a cure for dementia in sight so that means we've got to make sure that people living with dementia can live well in their communities.
President Barack Obama had just weighed in on the debate over the #Oscarssowhite Twitter campaign, saying that Hollywood needed to make sure that everyone had a chance. Equality of opportunity is, after all, one of the principles America was founded on. Nominated for an honorary award, director Spike Lee has said he won't be attending. Neither will Jada Pinkett Smith. I wonder how many others will choose to sit this one out?
With it's documentary feel, sharp script and a spot on cast 'Spotlight' is a tension filled insight into The Boston Globe's Pulitzer Prize Spotlight Team's investigation of long hidden systemic child abuse by Catholic priests in Massachusetts and the Church's complicity in it's cover up. It's riveting cinema with shades of 'All the President's Men.'
If you tipped your head in the right direction on Monday evening you probably heard a whoosh of applause coming all the way from the Eccles Theatre at this year's Sundance Festival, where the first of three standing ovations greeted the premiere screening of The Birth of a Nation.
For a film with perhaps one of the least imaginative titles going, The Big Short sure does give you one hell of an introduction to the recent banking crisis.
The tradition of watching minorities being ignored at the Academy Awards is as familiar as eating that tired stale fruit cake every Christmas. Hard, old and annual. I am not just talking about black people. I am talking about women, the disabled and other ethnic minorities too.
I want this film to be a love letter to all those people who are worried about saying I Love You. Say it. Trust me. You will learn a lot more about yourself if you stride out and embrace the emotional surf that knocks you off your feet.