Mark Strong

I was originally due to meet Christopher Eccleston a few months back. The plan was to discuss his new book, I Love the Bones of You, which is part aut(...)

As the centenary recedes, it becomes clear that film-makers – and novelists and poets and songwriters – can no longer count on mere mention of the fir(...)

It seems as if DC movies really have turned a corner towards the sunnier side of Little Spielbergia. The literal and figurative darkness in Zack Snyde(...)

Alias Grace Netflix, November 3rd Margaret Atwood has become the primetime prophet of modern streaming services. Alias Grace may have some sartorial(...)

The closest model for this utterly daft – but undeniably propulsive – exercise in liberal self-congratulation might be Alan Parker’s ill remembered Th(...)

There are several reasons to see The Siege of Jadotville in cinemas. It’s a damn fine action film. It pays overdue respect to the Irish soldiers who f(...)

If you craved a sense of occasion on Saturday then the Galway Film Fleadh was the place to be. The organisers of the 28th event pulled off a coup by (...)

For those of us defiantly opposed to the conspiracy- theory mentality, the story of Bletchley Park kicks up a few uncomfortable questions. It seems(...)

Before I Go To Sleep by SJ Watson is a best-selling novel among folks who, evidently, have no experience of either high-fallutin’ (Christopher Nolan’s(...)

As marketing devices go, we’re happy to roll along with Quentin Tarantino or Eli Roth Presents . . . So what if it’s as crass as branding gets? This i(...)