Reviews

Pre-Star Wars, '70s Hollywood loved its post-apocalyptic sci-fi dystopias—think The Omega Man, Rollerball and Logan's Run. With a brilliant cast—Charlton Heston, Edward G Robinson in his final role—and a superbly ghoulish twist, few come bleaker or better than this.

Hollywood's favourite French actress takes unconvincing stab at musical stardom

Rough Trade bands celebrate the label's 25th birthday by covering songs from the catalogue

Initially dazzling, largely frustrating 11th from moustachioed Swiss electro duo

White city blues on the rocks

Engagingly oddball debut from erstwhile member of Add N To (X)

Mining the same classical chamberpop as contemporaries Procul Harum, Alex Spyropoulos' and Patrick Campbell-Lyons' charges cut... Simon Simopath in 1967, a science-fiction pantomime a-flutter with silken strings and baroque delicacy. Part Greek myth, part L Ron Hubbard. Even better was follow-up All Of Us, though—with the exception of "Rainbow Chaser"—it failed to ignite a public weaned on less fragile acid fare.

Contrived whimsy from first-time Danish director

Full of incident and introducing a slate of new characters, including Alan Cummings' edge-of-camp Nightcrawler, this workmanlike sequel plays less thrillingly second time round on a small screen. In addition to the expected commentaries, the second disc has more info about the film's making, the comic's history and what Ian McKellen had for tea on Day 28 of shooting than even a diehard fan could possibly want.

The controversial director of Kissed, Lynne Stopkewich, throws the fearlessly versatile Molly Parker into another harrowing role. Here she's running a seedy Nowheresville motel, selling her body to guests and drifters. She wants out, and the latest stranger may have the ticket. But in this director's world, nothing's tender and most things are brutal. Mesmeric and coldly Lynch-like.