Reviews

Yes, on tuesday, June 13, 1978, voodoo rockabilly avatars The Cramps (in their greatest line-up, Lux Interior and Poison Ivy backed by Nick Knox and Byron Gregory) rolled into the recreation room of California's Napa State Mental Hospital, to play for the residents. Don't ask how this was ever allowed.

Explosive albums from turbulent jazz bassist impeccably demonstrate his raucous, propulsive take on jazz history

Given his gutbucket-of-blues voice, it's a surprise to find the ex-Uncle Tupelo/Son Volt man's first live album arriving 15 years into his career. Backed by Washington DC's Canyon, this is Farrar's 2003 US tour: the sound crisp, tight and fluid. Alongside thrusting newies "Doesn't Have To Be This Way" and "6 String Belief" are covers of Floyd's "Lucifer Sam" (an early Tupelo staple) and Neil Young's "Like A Hurricane". His solo material is typified by the thudding "Damn Shame".

What's not to love about a score that fills nearly half its running time with diverse versions of Rodgers and Hart's "My Funny Valentine"? Elvis Costello, Chet Baker (sublime), The Kronos Quartet and pianist Marvin Laird all saunter down its plush chandeliered corridors, its tree-lined boulevards, its narcoleptic nooks and crannies. No less a figure than Van Dyke Parks fills up the residual squares and piazzas, and there's even a waft of Julee Cruise (and a shiver of Saint-Saens and Bach) to gratify those desiring even loftier highs.

Third album from New York's Kansas raised tunesmith

First compact disc release for Cave's 1983 Berlin collaboration, plus Die Haut DVD

Hammy biopic of barmy, murderous Charlie

Woody Allen goes in search of a younger demographic

Cracking ensemble comedy drama set on the mean streets of contemporary Dublin. Colin Farrell is the petty crook out to pull a career-topping scam, Colm Meaney is the cop on the case, and there's fine support from Shirley Henderson, Cillian Murphy and Kelly Macdonald. Farrell's a ball of manic fury, but it's Meaney—who appears to believe he's living in some US TV cop show from the '70s—who steals the film.

Kurosawa's bold take on King Lear, with the action relocated to 16th-century feudal Japan, still packs a punch 19 years after its original release. DVD transfer showcases the master's lush visual palette to great effect and, while the pace flags over 160 minutes, the two major pre-CGI battle sequences have to be seen to be believed. Glorious stuff.