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Various Artists – Strawberry Bubblegum

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The 23 tracks here were all written, sung or produced between 1969 and 1973 by one or more future members of 10cc. There's Ohio Express' yummy yummy "Sausalito (Is The Place To Go)", penned by Graham Gouldman during his stint with US production-line bubblegum team Kasenetz-Katz. Godley (the one with the soulful croon) and Creme (he of the cartoon falsetto) use the Doctor Father alias for "There Ain't No Umbopo", the sort of novelty primitive-beat pop they finessed as Hotlegs for worldwide 1970 hit "Neanderthal Man". Meanwhile, Eric Stewart, who part-owned Strawberry Studios (hence the LP title), produces and engineers most of this material, from the sublime?Festival's "Today", a prototype for 10cc's multi-layered gossamer balladry?to the gorblimey?Manchester City's "Boys In Blue", tossed off by the group's three Jewish geniuses in their sleep.

The 23 tracks here were all written, sung or produced between 1969 and 1973 by one or more future members of 10cc. There’s Ohio Express’ yummy yummy “Sausalito (Is The Place To Go)”, penned by Graham Gouldman during his stint with US production-line bubblegum team Kasenetz-Katz. Godley (the one with the soulful croon) and Creme (he of the cartoon falsetto) use the Doctor Father alias for “There Ain’t No Umbopo”, the sort of novelty primitive-beat pop they finessed as Hotlegs for worldwide 1970 hit “Neanderthal Man”. Meanwhile, Eric Stewart, who part-owned Strawberry Studios (hence the LP title), produces and engineers most of this material, from the sublime?Festival’s “Today”, a prototype for 10cc’s multi-layered gossamer balladry?to the gorblimey?Manchester City’s “Boys In Blue”, tossed off by the group’s three Jewish geniuses in their sleep.

Compilations Of The Month

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Over 20 years ago, Michael Zilkha and Michel Esteban, fired up by post-punk and Studio 54, saw no reason why the two couldn't coexist. So they set up a label called Ze that promised a great future for pop. There is no better place to rediscover this era than Mutant Disco. Originally a single LP cont...

Over 20 years ago, Michael Zilkha and Michel Esteban, fired up by post-punk and Studio 54, saw no reason why the two couldn’t coexist. So they set up a label called Ze that promised a great future for pop. There is no better place to rediscover this era than Mutant Disco. Originally a single LP containing six 12-inch mixes, it has now been expanded into a double. Of the original tracks, Kid Creole And The Coconuts’ “Maladie D’Amour” has been replaced by “(I’m A) Wonderful Thing (Baby)” and “Annie, I’m Not Your Daddy”. Yet August (Kid Creole) Darnell’s vision remains secure: the elegant spleen of Darnell sidekick Coati Mundi’s “Que Pasa/Me No Pop I” has hardly been surpassed.

Then there’s Was (Not Was) in their pre-corporate production days, still rearranging your head with the mind-boggling collision of MC5 guitar, bebop trumpet and psycho-analytic disco that is “Wheel Me Out”. Or the metal Moroder of Material’s “Bustin’ Out”, the sumptuous demolition derby of Cristina’s “Blame It On Disco” or James White’s squawking urge to “Contort Yourself”? Best of all is the dadaist dub/free jazz/bubblegum alliance of the Aural Exciters (effectively the Ze All Stars) on “Emile (Night Rate)” and “Spooks In Space”. Finally, the obscure-even-for-Ze Gar

Beth Orton – Pass In Time

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A patchy selection (the dour "Concrete Sky" must only be here because it's a Johnny Marr co-write) that illustrates Orton has yet to make a record that really does her justice. Andrew Weatherall's production on "Galaxy Of Emptiness" is a highlight, the perfect expression of Orton's conflation of folk-inflection and post-dance electronics. Her take on Fred Neil's "Dolphins", with hero Terry Callier, however, is deeply unflattering. Hopefully rumours she's working with Four Tet's Kieran Hebden will flourish into an album that transcends that quintessentially Heavenly feeling of great record collections inspiring distinctly second division records.

A patchy selection (the dour “Concrete Sky” must only be here because it’s a Johnny Marr co-write) that illustrates Orton has yet to make a record that really does her justice. Andrew Weatherall’s production on “Galaxy Of Emptiness” is a highlight, the perfect expression of Orton’s conflation of folk-inflection and post-dance electronics. Her take on Fred Neil’s “Dolphins”, with hero Terry Callier, however, is deeply unflattering. Hopefully rumours she’s working with Four Tet’s Kieran Hebden will flourish into an album that transcends that quintessentially Heavenly feeling of great record collections inspiring distinctly second division records.

Various Artists – Off The Wall: 10 Years Of Wall Of Sound

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Wall Of Sound launched the careers of the likes of R...

Wall Of Sound launched the careers of the likes of R

Melissa Etheridge

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Before she became the epitome of all that's tedious about rock music made by lesbians, Etheridge made this record. Admittedly, it's extremely earnest and doesn't exactly rewrite the rules of rock, yet it opens with "Similar Features"?not quite in the league of Furniture's "She Gets Out The Scrapbook" as songs about the indelible stain of the ex-lover go, but pretty damn fierce nonetheless. Her ragged, garnet-hued rasp maintains an almost-painful level of intensity throughout and, despite the year, the production's not the dated FM nightmare it might have been. Somewhere between Pat Benatar, Bonnie Tyler and Joni's Blue. CD2 offers 10 tracks of Melissa and band live, and five solo acoustic performances, which are much more worthy of your time.

Before she became the epitome of all that’s tedious about rock music made by lesbians, Etheridge made this record. Admittedly, it’s extremely earnest and doesn’t exactly rewrite the rules of rock, yet it opens with “Similar Features”?not quite in the league of Furniture’s “She Gets Out The Scrapbook” as songs about the indelible stain of the ex-lover go, but pretty damn fierce nonetheless. Her ragged, garnet-hued rasp maintains an almost-painful level of intensity throughout and, despite the year, the production’s not the dated FM nightmare it might have been. Somewhere between Pat Benatar, Bonnie Tyler and Joni’s Blue. CD2 offers 10 tracks of Melissa and band live, and five solo acoustic performances, which are much more worthy of your time.

Bandito On The Run

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DIRECTED BY Robert Rodriguez STARRING Antonio Banderas, Johnny Depp, Mickey Rourke Opens September 26, Cert 12A, 100 mins It's been eight years since Desperado, since we last caught up with the freewheeling exploits of writer-director Robert Rodriguez's gun-toting, guitar-playing, semi-mythic ant...

DIRECTED BY Robert Rodriguez

STARRING Antonio Banderas, Johnny Depp, Mickey Rourke

Opens September 26, Cert 12A, 100 mins

It’s been eight years since Desperado, since we last caught up with the freewheeling exploits of writer-director Robert Rodriguez’s gun-toting, guitar-playing, semi-mythic anti-hero El Mariachi. In the meantime, Rodriguez (a low-budget legend who prided himself on making 1992’s El Mariachi for $7000) has made horror/sci-fi homage The Faculty starring a pre-Frodo Elijah Wood, and the multi-million-dollar Spy Kids franchise, the third instalment of which has been one of the few reasons to visit a multiplex this summer.

Picking up the blood-soaked, spit-and-sawdust adventures of homicidal hobo El Mariachi so many years down the line, it’s gratifying to see that little has changed?Cheech Marin is still playing a luckless bartender, the explosions are still Hiroshima-loud, Salma Hayek still looks phenomenally pneumatic, and El himself is still riffing his Man With No Name schtick with the right mix of guns and gravitas. As the Leone-inspired title suggests, only the scope has increased here, the bandito body count hitting the thousands, and the supporting cast has swelled considerably.

The story? Rogue CIA agent Sands (Depp) recruits the reclusive Mariachi as part of his attempts to avert the assassination of the Mexican president at the hands of drug baron Barillo (Willem Dafoe). There’s deeper, darker motives at work here which drive the Mariachi’s storyline, and beyond the shouting and shooting, Rodriguez’s story assumes the status of an epic revenge drama.

To reinforce the Leone connection, Rodriguez has written a score full of jarring guitar chords and sweeping strings which mimics Morricone but never mocks. Banderas’ Mariachi is every bit the Eastwood icon?a haunting, monosyllabic presence, an angle of vengeance dispensing justice with whatever firearm comes to hand. After a string of box office flops (including the double-whammy disaster of Ballistic: Ecks Vs Sever and Brian De Palma’s Godawful Femme Fatale, straight to video both) Banderas is on top form here, simmering with suave, dangerous sensuality.

Ironically perhaps, the whole show gets pulled from under Banderas’ feet by Depp and the fantastic supporting cast, who steer Rodriguez’s comic-strip carnage to the next level. Depp is hilarious, amping up his pivotal role with superb comic timing and a succession of increasingly camp false moustaches, bad T-shirts and fake limbs. The deeply unpleasant shit that befalls him in the final act of the film works purely because Depp plays it for all he’s worth, with a laugh-in-the-face-of-terror aplomb that manages to balance tragedy against the tongue-in-cheek with real skill and wit.

Dafoe’s Barillo is the picture of snake-eyed malevolence, Rub

Young Adam

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT 18, 98 MINS David Mackenzie's follow-up to The Last Great Wilderness is a largely faithful adaptation of Alexander Trocchi's cult '50s shot of Beat existentialism, Scottish-style. Bleak yet beautifully made, this brooding, narcotically slow take on guilt and sexual compulsion will stand, for those who get it, as one of the strongest British films of the year. Ewan McGregor is better than he's been in years as Joe, a drop-out with a past as murky as the canal he navigates. Not long after Joe and his boss Les (Peter Mullan) dredge the corpse of a young woman from the deep, Joe begins an affair with Les' wife (Tilda Swinton), which flashbacks reveal is the latest in a series of loveless conquests. Ultimately, the fragmented story assembles into one slightly too-neat package, featuring Emily Mortimer as one of Joe's previous lovers/victims. Despite its queasy eroticism, this is a film about (but not made with) misogyny, which makes it all the more uncomfortable to watch, despite the luminous, blue-and sepia-toned photography.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT 18, 98 MINS

David Mackenzie’s follow-up to The Last Great Wilderness is a largely faithful adaptation of Alexander Trocchi’s cult ’50s shot of Beat existentialism, Scottish-style. Bleak yet beautifully made, this brooding, narcotically slow take on guilt and sexual compulsion will stand, for those who get it, as one of the strongest British films of the year.

Ewan McGregor is better than he’s been in years as Joe, a drop-out with a past as murky as the canal he navigates. Not long after Joe and his boss Les (Peter Mullan) dredge the corpse of a young woman from the deep, Joe begins an affair with Les’ wife (Tilda Swinton), which flashbacks reveal is the latest in a series of loveless conquests. Ultimately, the fragmented story assembles into one slightly too-neat package, featuring Emily Mortimer as one of Joe’s previous lovers/victims. Despite its queasy eroticism, this is a film about (but not made with) misogyny, which makes it all the more uncomfortable to watch, despite the luminous, blue-and sepia-toned photography.

Le Divorce

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 19, CERT TBC, 115 MINS An Altmanesque ensemble (and feel) enliven an atypical Merchant-Ivory production. Based on a novel by Diane Johnson, it's an Americans-abroad fable that sets modern US and French mores on a collision course. Among a fine cast, Naomi Watts, Kate Hudson, Matthew Modine and Glenn Close are especially captivating. Californian Isabel (Hudson) travels to Paris to visit pregnant sister Roxanne (a luminous Watts), whose French husband has walked out on her. "Le divorce" looms, with family fights and money disputes. Isabel herself falls for a Frenchman (the suave Thierry Lhermitte), the two clans battle over a priceless painting, and fret about Modine, a loose cannon prone to rage. The film's climax atop the Eiffel Tower recalls The Third Man, but up till then it's about small emotions writ large, cultural gaps magnified for comedy and pathos. Stephen Fry, Stockard Channing and Leslie Caron offer support. If you can stomach the way vast wealth is taken as standard, it's sumptuously enjoyable.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 19, CERT TBC, 115 MINS

An Altmanesque ensemble (and feel) enliven an atypical Merchant-Ivory production. Based on a novel by Diane Johnson, it’s an Americans-abroad fable that sets modern US and French mores on a collision course. Among a fine cast, Naomi Watts, Kate Hudson, Matthew Modine and Glenn Close are especially captivating.

Californian Isabel (Hudson) travels to Paris to visit pregnant sister Roxanne (a luminous Watts), whose French husband has walked out on her. “Le divorce” looms, with family fights and money disputes. Isabel herself falls for a Frenchman (the suave Thierry Lhermitte), the two clans battle over a priceless painting, and fret about Modine, a loose cannon prone to rage. The film’s climax atop the Eiffel Tower recalls The Third Man, but up till then it’s about small emotions writ large, cultural gaps magnified for comedy and pathos. Stephen Fry, Stockard Channing and Leslie Caron offer support. If you can stomach the way vast wealth is taken as standard, it’s sumptuously enjoyable.

Ned Kelly

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT 15, 109 MINS The latest of many biopics about 19th-century Australian outlaw Ned Kelly (the 1970 version of the same name starring Mick Jagger being the best known), director Gregor Jordan's version has moments both majestic and maladroit. On the plus side, Heath Ledger as the taciturn hero carries the film well, while Orlando Bloom provides attractive if one-note support as Kelly's partner in crime, and Naomi Watts is the cursory love interest. The script economically focuses on the last years of Kelly's career, from his final breech with the law after his mother's arrest up to the fatal showdown in Glenrowan, complete with circus animals (a bizarre but accurate detail). But it's let down by its over-reverence (it's far less anarchic than Jordan's previous Buffalo Soldiers) and occasionally clunking sentimentality. Western fans will detect echoes of The Wild Bunch and The Long Riders, but at its best Ned Kelly offers a very Australian treatment of the most Australian of legends.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT 15, 109 MINS

The latest of many biopics about 19th-century Australian outlaw Ned Kelly (the 1970 version of the same name starring Mick Jagger being the best known), director Gregor Jordan’s version has moments both majestic and maladroit. On the plus side, Heath Ledger as the taciturn hero carries the film well, while Orlando Bloom provides attractive if one-note support as Kelly’s partner in crime, and Naomi Watts is the cursory love interest. The script economically focuses on the last years of Kelly’s career, from his final breech with the law after his mother’s arrest up to the fatal showdown in Glenrowan, complete with circus animals (a bizarre but accurate detail).

But it’s let down by its over-reverence (it’s far less anarchic than Jordan’s previous Buffalo Soldiers) and occasionally clunking sentimentality. Western fans will detect echoes of The Wild Bunch and The Long Riders, but at its best Ned Kelly offers a very Australian treatment of the most Australian of legends.

Man Of The Year

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DIRECTED BY Jos...

DIRECTED BY Jos

Disco Inferno

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DIRECTED BY Fenton Bailey and Randy Barbato STARRING Macaulay Culkin, Seth Green, Chlo...

DIRECTED BY Fenton Bailey and Randy Barbato

STARRING Macaulay Culkin, Seth Green, Chlo

Tears Of The Sun

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 15, 121 MINS Whatever happened to TV's gag-spouting smirk-fiend David Addison? You won't find him anywhere near Bruce Willis' latest vehicle, which stars the former Moonlighting jester as a ferociously silent US commando and completes his transformation into the Aldo Ray of contemporary combat cinema. Willis stars as LtWaters, commander of a Navy Seals unit flown into Nigeria to rescue four US nationals led by Dr Lena Hendricks (Monica Bellucci, all pout and cleavage). After witnessing the Nigerian rebels' genocidal mania, Waters abandons his mission and leads Hendricks' ailing patients toward safety at the Cameroon border. Tears Of The Sun is a routine war pic, flashily directed by Antoine Fuqua and beautifully shot by Mauro Fiore. Bellucci is laughably glamorous, but this flick is all about Willis, deadly convincing as the conflicted lieutenant. No other contemporary screen actor can match his ability to convey so much raw emotion by saying so little?this is a five-star performance in a three-star movie.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 15, 121 MINS

Whatever happened to TV’s gag-spouting smirk-fiend David Addison? You won’t find him anywhere near Bruce Willis’ latest vehicle, which stars the former Moonlighting jester as a ferociously silent US commando and completes his transformation into the Aldo Ray of contemporary combat cinema.

Willis stars as LtWaters, commander of a Navy Seals unit flown into Nigeria to rescue four US nationals led by Dr Lena Hendricks (Monica Bellucci, all pout and cleavage). After witnessing the Nigerian rebels’ genocidal mania, Waters abandons his mission and leads Hendricks’ ailing patients toward safety at the Cameroon border.

Tears Of The Sun is a routine war pic, flashily directed by Antoine Fuqua and beautifully shot by Mauro Fiore. Bellucci is laughably glamorous, but this flick is all about Willis, deadly convincing as the conflicted lieutenant. No other contemporary screen actor can match his ability to convey so much raw emotion by saying so little?this is a five-star performance in a three-star movie.

Winged Migration

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT U, 89 MINS The team of French natural historians and film-makers who got down and dirty with meadow insects to make Microcosmos looked to the skies for their next project. It took four years to gather the footage for this remarkable film, which charts the awe-inspiring journeys of migrating birds the world over. From etiolated cranes, stalking with exaggerated elegance, to bolshy, thuggish geese that still find the energy, even after several thousand miles of flight, to squabble in mid-air?the team of cameramen actually manage to get within the flocks, flying eye to eye with the birds. The means of capturing such extraordinarily intimate moments came from the use of a variety of new technology?compact cameras on remote controlled model gliders, model helicopters, hot air balloons and an ultra-light aircraft developed for the film. It's as much for people interested in the technology of animal photography as it is for bird lovers. But whether or not you have a vested interest in the subject matter, there's something humbling about these encounters with birds and their incredible journeys.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT U, 89 MINS

The team of French natural historians and film-makers who got down and dirty with meadow insects to make Microcosmos looked to the skies for their next project. It took four years to gather the footage for this remarkable film, which charts the awe-inspiring journeys of migrating birds the world over. From etiolated cranes, stalking with exaggerated elegance, to bolshy, thuggish geese that still find the energy, even after several thousand miles of flight, to squabble in mid-air?the team of cameramen actually manage to get within the flocks, flying eye to eye with the birds.

The means of capturing such extraordinarily intimate moments came from the use of a variety of new technology?compact cameras on remote controlled model gliders, model helicopters, hot air balloons and an ultra-light aircraft developed for the film. It’s as much for people interested in the technology of animal photography as it is for bird lovers. But whether or not you have a vested interest in the subject matter, there’s something humbling about these encounters with birds and their incredible journeys.

Belleville Rendez-Vous

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT U, 77 MINS Endlessly inventive, stunningly rendered and deliciously dark and twisted, this French/Canadian/Belgian animation is probably the most rewarding experience you'll have in a cinema all year. Forget the usual preconceptions of cartoons as kiddy-oriented brain-fudge-the macabre sophistication of this remarkable film is pitched well above the head of the average pre-teen. Central to the film is Madame Souza, an indomitable little old Portuguese woman. She is grandmother to Champion, an aspiring Tour De France cyclist with massively distorted thighs and a body sculpted by years spent crouched, mantis-like, over a racing cycle. When Champion is abducted during the race, Madame Souza and Bruno, her chronically obese dog, set out to rescue him. The search takes her to the city of Belleville?New York re-imagined as a French-speaking metropolis?where she meets the Triplets of Belleville, a former music hall trio from the 1930s. Part celebration, part parody of all things Gallic, the film manages to cram more bizarre and hilarious ideas into its all-too-brief running time than most pictures twice its length. And on the evidence of this wonderful little movie, director Sylvain Chomet clearly possesses a cinematic voice as distinctive and idiosyncratically French as that of Jeunet and Caro.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT U, 77 MINS

Endlessly inventive, stunningly rendered and deliciously dark and twisted, this French/Canadian/Belgian animation is probably the most rewarding experience you’ll have in a cinema all year. Forget the usual preconceptions of cartoons as kiddy-oriented brain-fudge-the macabre sophistication of this remarkable film is pitched well above the head of the average pre-teen.

Central to the film is Madame Souza, an indomitable little old Portuguese woman. She is grandmother to Champion, an aspiring Tour De France cyclist with massively distorted thighs and a body sculpted by years spent crouched, mantis-like, over a racing cycle. When Champion is abducted during the race, Madame Souza and Bruno, her chronically obese dog, set out to rescue him. The search takes her to the city of Belleville?New York re-imagined as a French-speaking metropolis?where she meets the Triplets of Belleville, a former music hall trio from the 1930s.

Part celebration, part parody of all things Gallic, the film manages to cram more bizarre and hilarious ideas into its all-too-brief running time than most pictures twice its length. And on the evidence of this wonderful little movie, director Sylvain Chomet clearly possesses a cinematic voice as distinctive and idiosyncratically French as that of Jeunet and Caro.

Blind Spot: Hitler’s Secretary

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT PG, 90 MINS Traudl Junge succumbed to cancer only hours after this movie's Berlin premiere, and her account of life as Hitler's secretary from 1942 till his suicide, after almost 60 years of shamed silence, tumbles out in a desperate rush before she goes to her grave. Merel...

OPENS SEPTEMBER 26, CERT PG, 90 MINS

Traudl Junge succumbed to cancer only hours after this movie’s Berlin premiere, and her account of life as Hitler’s secretary from 1942 till his suicide, after almost 60 years of shamed silence, tumbles out in a desperate rush before she goes to her grave. Merely fixing their camera on her face, Andr

Crimson Gold

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 12A, 97 MINS For anyone under the illusion that Iranian cinema is only about lost children and oppressed women, Jafar Panahi's potent new film will be a sharp corrective. The in-your-face opening scene captures a hulking stranger (later revealed to be lead character Hussein, played by Hossein Emadeddin) in the act of holding up a jewellery store. The robbery goes wrong, and Hussein shoots both proprietor and himself. From here Panahi backtracks to explore what led to this fatal action, following his character around a Tehran that's socially divided between the haves and the have-nots. Firmly in the latter camp, the increasingly disaffected Hussein is something of a Travis Bickle figure; pushed into life's margins once too often, he finally takes action. This trenchant, tragic drama was inspired by a news story related to Panahi by fellow film-maker Abbas Kiarostami, and the director brings it to life with the same urban immediacy and vivid, pointed objectivity that marked his previous film, The Circle. Powerful, relevant and 100 per cent human.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 12A, 97 MINS

For anyone under the illusion that Iranian cinema is only about lost children and oppressed women, Jafar Panahi’s potent new film will be a sharp corrective. The in-your-face opening scene captures a hulking stranger (later revealed to be lead character Hussein, played by Hossein Emadeddin) in the act of holding up a jewellery store. The robbery goes wrong, and Hussein shoots both proprietor and himself. From here Panahi backtracks to explore what led to this fatal action, following his character around a Tehran that’s socially divided between the haves and the have-nots. Firmly in the latter camp, the increasingly disaffected Hussein is something of a Travis Bickle figure; pushed into life’s margins once too often, he finally takes action.

This trenchant, tragic drama was inspired by a news story related to Panahi by fellow film-maker Abbas Kiarostami, and the director brings it to life with the same urban immediacy and vivid, pointed objectivity that marked his previous film, The Circle. Powerful, relevant and 100 per cent human.

El Bonaerense

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT 15, 98 MINS The second film from Argentinean director Pablo Trapero, this more than lives up to the promise of his first, the festival favourite Crane World. It explores similar themes: inarticulate, provincial men are forced by circumstance to move to the city, innocents abroad flung into a harsh environment. In this film, the protagonist is Zapa, a locksmith from the countryside who is arrested when his boss persuades him to crack a safe. His well-connected uncle gets him off the charge on the condition that he moves to Buenos Aires to join the police force, the notorious bonaerense. Completely naturalistic in tone, this handsomely photographed film eschews traditional devices like suspense and tension-building. Instead the moments of crushing boredom on the job are given equal emphasis as sharp, sudden shocks of brutal cruelty and police corruption, and unexpectedly torrid sex scenes. The picture is no less rewarding for its episodic structure. In fact, it serves to emphasise the inevitability of Zapf's assimilation into the darker side of city policing, and the exchange of one corrupt employer for another.

OPENS SEPTEMBER 5, CERT 15, 98 MINS

The second film from Argentinean director Pablo Trapero, this more than lives up to the promise of his first, the festival favourite Crane World. It explores similar themes: inarticulate, provincial men are forced by circumstance to move to the city, innocents abroad flung into a harsh environment. In this film, the protagonist is Zapa, a locksmith from the countryside who is arrested when his boss persuades him to crack a safe. His well-connected uncle gets him off the charge on the condition that he moves to Buenos Aires to join the police force, the notorious bonaerense.

Completely naturalistic in tone, this handsomely photographed film eschews traditional devices like suspense and tension-building. Instead the moments of crushing boredom on the job are given equal emphasis as sharp, sudden shocks of brutal cruelty and police corruption, and unexpectedly torrid sex scenes. The picture is no less rewarding for its episodic structure. In fact, it serves to emphasise the inevitability of Zapf’s assimilation into the darker side of city policing, and the exchange of one corrupt employer for another.

Le Chignon D’Olga

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OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 15, 96 MINS The debut feature from 26-year-old J...

OPENS SEPTEMBER 12, CERT 15, 96 MINS

The debut feature from 26-year-old J

It’s A Guy Thing

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DIRECTED BY Scott Roberts STARRING Guy Pearce, Rachel Griffiths, Robert Taylor Opens September 12, Cert 18, 103 mins According to its producer Al Clark (now occupying an entirely different stratosphere from when he used to be the PR supremo for Virgin Records in London), The Hard Word is "Michael Mann's Heat re-imagined by the Coen brothers". That's a little far-fetched, but it does suggest something of the film's mix of criminal camaraderie, fraught psychological gamesmanship, and a heist that goes black-comically wrong. At the same time, it's the movie's unmistakable Australianness, with its uncrowded streets, open spaces and outbursts of Aussie backslang, that lends it much of its lopsided appeal. At the core of the plot are the Twentyman brothers, Dale, Mal and Shane, three Sydney bank robbers about to be released on bail thanks to a fix by their bent lawyer, Frank. Mal is the cheerful simpleton who dreams only of starting his own butchery business, Shane is a blonde psycho obsessed with his own body-beautiful, and Dale is the calm, analytical one, played by Guy Pearce with suppressed, smouldering menace. The story pivots on Pearce's twin relationships, one with his brothers and the other with his wife Carol. Pearce returned to the small pool of Oz flicks trailing clouds of glory from his work on LA Confidential and Memento, but he meets his match in Rachel Griffiths' performance as Carol. Blonde, shaped like an hourglass on steroids and delivering violent jolts of fatal sexuality, Griffiths artfully keeps her performance just the right side of parody, while always viewing proceedings with a quizzically arched eyebrow. It's to the credit of the rest of the cast that these two didn't swallow the picture whole. Robert Taylor's portrayal of crooked lawyer Frank oozes the self-justifying arrogance of the truly deluded, as he unwisely allows his apparent control of the Twentyman brothers, and his network of warped coppers and corrupt judges, to go to his head. And you might have guessed that his sleazeball-on-heat pursuit of Carol would end in tears. The only duff character is a shotgun-wielding English?supposedly?psycho, which only proves that umpteen Ashes victories have taught the Australians nothing about the Old Country.

DIRECTED BY Scott Roberts

STARRING Guy Pearce, Rachel Griffiths, Robert Taylor

Opens September 12, Cert 18, 103 mins

According to its producer Al Clark (now occupying an entirely different stratosphere from when he used to be the PR supremo for Virgin Records in London), The Hard Word is “Michael Mann’s Heat re-imagined by the Coen brothers”. That’s a little far-fetched, but it does suggest something of the film’s mix of criminal camaraderie, fraught psychological gamesmanship, and a heist that goes black-comically wrong. At the same time, it’s the movie’s unmistakable Australianness, with its uncrowded streets, open spaces and outbursts of Aussie backslang, that lends it much of its lopsided appeal.

At the core of the plot are the Twentyman brothers, Dale, Mal and Shane, three Sydney bank robbers about to be released on bail thanks to a fix by their bent lawyer, Frank. Mal is the cheerful simpleton who dreams only of starting his own butchery business, Shane is a blonde psycho obsessed with his own body-beautiful, and Dale is the calm, analytical one, played by Guy Pearce with suppressed, smouldering menace.

The story pivots on Pearce’s twin relationships, one with his brothers and the other with his wife Carol. Pearce returned to the small pool of Oz flicks trailing clouds of glory from his work on LA Confidential and Memento, but he meets his match in Rachel Griffiths’ performance as Carol. Blonde, shaped like an hourglass on steroids and delivering violent jolts of fatal sexuality, Griffiths artfully keeps her performance just the right side of parody, while always viewing proceedings with a quizzically arched eyebrow.

It’s to the credit of the rest of the cast that these two didn’t swallow the picture whole. Robert Taylor’s portrayal of crooked lawyer Frank oozes the self-justifying arrogance of the truly deluded, as he unwisely allows his apparent control of the Twentyman brothers, and his network of warped coppers and corrupt judges, to go to his head. And you might have guessed that his sleazeball-on-heat pursuit of Carol would end in tears. The only duff character is a shotgun-wielding English?supposedly?psycho, which only proves that umpteen Ashes victories have taught the Australians nothing about the Old Country.

Reborn In The USA

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DIRECTED BY F Gary Gray STARRING Mark Wahlberg, Charlize Theron, Edward Norton, Donald Sutherland Opens September 19, Cert 12A, 110 mins First things first: this is not a remake of everyone's favourite career-defining Michael Caine flick. Apart from a brief in-jokey DVD clip of Caine as Charlie C...

DIRECTED BY F Gary Gray

STARRING Mark Wahlberg, Charlize Theron, Edward Norton, Donald Sutherland

Opens September 19, Cert 12A, 110 mins

First things first: this is not a remake of everyone’s favourite career-defining Michael Caine flick. Apart from a brief in-jokey DVD clip of Caine as Charlie Croker and the climactic appearance of a trio of modern Mini Coopers, it has absolutely nothing to do with the Troy Kennedy Martin-scripted original. Most of it doesn’t even take place in Italy.

So what is this curious heist flick?other than the waste of a rights payment for the title? Two hours of amiable, undemanding, brain-dead fun, that’s what.

The unfailingly plank-like Marky Mark plays 2003’s Charlie Croker, gifted prot