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Jethro Tull

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HEAVY HORSES Rating Star BOTH CHRYSALIS A digitally enhanced reissue (with unreleased track and live excerpt) of Tull's finest hour?when they took the Good Life route and got shit on their boots back on the land?Songs From The Wood is where Ian Anderson's finger-in-the-ear vocalising always belonged. The hey-nonny affectations grate a little (this was issued just after "Anarchy In The UK"), but there's no doubting the band's ability to combine awesomely complex time signatures and effete fife-tabor-mandolin-and-bells effects while rocking out. One of prog's most accomplished statements. Unfortunately, the new digital version of the '78 Tull vintage Heavy Horses that tried to replicate the success of Wood and its ultra-stylised Fairportisms, smacks of corporate opportunism. The humdrum tunes of old bluesy Tull get the Merrie England treatment, but despite some of the most breathtaking group dynamics in prog ("No Lullaby"), it's all a bit faux. Think Morrismen and jousting tournaments and you're almost there. And the string arrangements suck.

HEAVY HORSES

Rating Star

BOTH CHRYSALIS

A digitally enhanced reissue (with unreleased track and live excerpt) of Tull’s finest hour?when they took the Good Life route and got shit on their boots back on the land?Songs From The Wood is where Ian Anderson’s finger-in-the-ear vocalising always belonged. The hey-nonny affectations grate a little (this was issued just after “Anarchy In The UK”), but there’s no doubting the band’s ability to combine awesomely complex time signatures and effete fife-tabor-mandolin-and-bells effects while rocking out. One of prog’s most accomplished statements.

Unfortunately, the new digital version of the ’78 Tull vintage Heavy Horses that tried to replicate the success of Wood and its ultra-stylised Fairportisms, smacks of corporate opportunism. The humdrum tunes of old bluesy Tull get the Merrie England treatment, but despite some of the most breathtaking group dynamics in prog (“No Lullaby”), it’s all a bit faux. Think Morrismen and jousting tournaments and you’re almost there. And the string arrangements suck.

Various Artists – War Child:Hope

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Good-cause albums like this are curate's eggs but Hope might prove an exception since it includes brand new tracks, recorded off the cuff, by the likes of Travis?whose "The Beautiful Occupation" sets the agenda?Macca's new version of "Calico Skies", Bowie's "Everyone Says Hi", New Order's spooked version of Jimmy Cliff's "Vietnam", Ronan Keating's "In The Ghetto" and many more. George Michael's "The Grave" is a sombre set piece while The Charlatans go for the anthemic vibe with "We Gotta Have Peace". Yusuf Islam revisits his Cat Stevens persona number "Peace Train" to effect and Moby's "Nearer" could even be a hit. Avril Lavigne's odd version of Dylan's "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" might shade the commercial vote, though. Quite an intriguing package.

Good-cause albums like this are curate’s eggs but Hope might prove an exception since it includes brand new tracks, recorded off the cuff, by the likes of Travis?whose “The Beautiful Occupation” sets the agenda?Macca’s new version of “Calico Skies”, Bowie’s “Everyone Says Hi”, New Order’s spooked version of Jimmy Cliff’s “Vietnam”, Ronan Keating’s “In The Ghetto” and many more. George Michael’s “The Grave” is a sombre set piece while The Charlatans go for the anthemic vibe with “We Gotta Have Peace”. Yusuf Islam revisits his Cat Stevens persona number “Peace Train” to effect and Moby’s “Nearer” could even be a hit. Avril Lavigne’s odd version of Dylan’s “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” might shade the commercial vote, though. Quite an intriguing package.

Various Artists – Beginner’s Guide To World Music

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The distinguishing mark of world music is that it's sung in other languages, which makes lyric sheets and translations crucial for comprehension. This three-disc guide fails to provide any such documentation, leaving the tracks to succeed or fail as pure sound-events. If you don't mind not knowing ...

The distinguishing mark of world music is that it’s sung in other languages, which makes lyric sheets and translations crucial for comprehension. This three-disc guide fails to provide any such documentation, leaving the tracks to succeed or fail as pure sound-events.

If you don’t mind not knowing what the hell a singer is singing about, you may be in the market for these themed discs (World Party, World Caf

Back To The Futurism

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This is a 30-year-anniversary, digitally enhanced version of what remains, for many, Bowie's finest hour. It will remind you how, on tracks such as "Drive-In Saturday" and "Cracked Actor", the boy from Beckenham achieved the impossible and matched, even bettered, those period benchmarks Hunky Dory and Ziggy Stardust for sheer screaming camp glam. Bowie's fifth album proper, now with bonus tracks, easily maintained its two predecessors' garishly fractured psychedelia long after that genre was considered dead. It also preserved Bowie's status as supremely literate auteur, not to mention pop's premier opportunistic slap-stained vaudevillian woofter. Of course, "Let's Spend The Night Together" and "Jean Genie" are slight additions to the Bowie canon, but "Time" blazes forth as ringing atonement for both. CD refinement can lend little to such elemental rock; this is harsh, postmodern guitar-led eccentricity which fed into punk, disco, post-punk and grunge. Yet Aladdin Sane is so much of its time that to 'digitally enhance' it is to diminish it. A piano-led "Life On Mars", "John I'm Only Dancing" and a fantastically affecting, schizoid "Changes" appear in rarely released versions on the second CD; fine examples of cross-genre playfulness. The miracle of '70s Bowie is how his dislocated, kitsch futurism became so enormously influential. Listening to this record in 2003 is to remember that the Tomorrow's World of hovercars and spacesuits never happened. And yet Aladdin's shadow is still that of a titan.

This is a 30-year-anniversary, digitally enhanced version of what remains, for many, Bowie’s finest hour. It will remind you how, on tracks such as “Drive-In Saturday” and “Cracked Actor”, the boy from Beckenham achieved the impossible and matched, even bettered, those period benchmarks Hunky Dory and Ziggy Stardust for sheer screaming camp glam.

Bowie’s fifth album proper, now with bonus tracks, easily maintained its two predecessors’ garishly fractured psychedelia long after that genre was considered dead. It also preserved Bowie’s status as supremely literate auteur, not to mention pop’s premier opportunistic slap-stained vaudevillian woofter.

Of course, “Let’s Spend The Night Together” and “Jean Genie” are slight additions to the Bowie canon, but “Time” blazes forth as ringing atonement for both. CD refinement can lend little to such elemental rock; this is harsh, postmodern guitar-led eccentricity which fed into punk, disco, post-punk and grunge. Yet Aladdin Sane is so much of its time that to ‘digitally enhance’ it is to diminish it.

A piano-led “Life On Mars”, “John I’m Only Dancing” and a fantastically affecting, schizoid “Changes” appear in rarely released versions on the second CD; fine examples of cross-genre playfulness.

The miracle of ’70s Bowie is how his dislocated, kitsch futurism became so enormously influential. Listening to this record in 2003 is to remember that the Tomorrow’s World of hovercars and spacesuits never happened. And yet Aladdin’s shadow is still that of a titan.

Various Artists – Kitsune: Love

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Kitsune understand that disco and romance make ideal bedfellows. As such, this collection features slick house vibrations celebrating or commiserating love. Alan Braxe and Fred Falke's "Love Lost" makes heartache sound fabulously glamorous, while Shakedown's "Lovegames" deftly unites Giorgio Moroder electronics with A Certain Ratio's wiry, wry funk. Worth buying for Gonzales' faux cabaret version of Daft Punk's "Too Long" alone. Unfortunately, there's unwise filler, but this cupid-house package displays more smart thinking than any chill-out box set.

Kitsune understand that disco and romance make ideal bedfellows. As such, this collection features slick house vibrations celebrating or commiserating love. Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s “Love Lost” makes heartache sound fabulously glamorous, while Shakedown’s “Lovegames” deftly unites Giorgio Moroder electronics with A Certain Ratio’s wiry, wry funk. Worth buying for Gonzales’ faux cabaret version of Daft Punk’s “Too Long” alone. Unfortunately, there’s unwise filler, but this cupid-house package displays more smart thinking than any chill-out box set.

Gary Bartz – Music Is My Sanctuary

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Multi-instrumental saxophonist Bartz came to wide attention in the early '70s when Miles Davis recruited him. With roots in hard bop, Bartz so took to Davis' Afro-funk style that he spent the late '70s making crossover LPs in which the jazz content is almost an optional extra. Later, he returned to hard bop and cut a sequence of well-received albums in the '80s and '90s. Music Is My Sanctuary dates from 1977 and is a fair representation of Bartz's less than gripping pop output.

Multi-instrumental saxophonist Bartz came to wide attention in the early ’70s when Miles Davis recruited him. With roots in hard bop, Bartz so took to Davis’ Afro-funk style that he spent the late ’70s making crossover LPs in which the jazz content is almost an optional extra. Later, he returned to hard bop and cut a sequence of well-received albums in the ’80s and ’90s. Music Is My Sanctuary dates from 1977 and is a fair representation of Bartz’s less than gripping pop output.

Various Artists – Mother Tongues

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While rap has become a platinum-plated industry behemoth in the US, the genre's original manifesto of homespun self-belief and DIY creativity continues to flower afresh on further-flung shores. An all-female collective from Sydney, Mother Tongues exhibit some of early hip hop's strengths and flaws, from boastful clunking and worthy feminist rhetoric on one side to sexy swagger and verbal dexterity on the other. The best tracks here are shamelessly Aussie in theme and accent, reflecting hip hop's true roots as urban bush telegraph and street-corner party music. From Maya Jupiter's crisply bouncy "Move" to the balmy, proud, soulful closing monologue by Phoenix, Mother Tongues is more fun and less earnestly wimmin-centric than it could have been.

While rap has become a platinum-plated industry behemoth in the US, the genre’s original manifesto of homespun self-belief and DIY creativity continues to flower afresh on further-flung shores. An all-female collective from Sydney, Mother Tongues exhibit some of early hip hop’s strengths and flaws, from boastful clunking and worthy feminist rhetoric on one side to sexy swagger and verbal dexterity on the other. The best tracks here are shamelessly Aussie in theme and accent, reflecting hip hop’s true roots as urban bush telegraph and street-corner party music. From Maya Jupiter’s crisply bouncy “Move” to the balmy, proud, soulful closing monologue by Phoenix, Mother Tongues is more fun and less earnestly wimmin-centric than it could have been.

Aphrohead – Thee Underground Made Me Do It

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Back in 2001, Chicago house don Felix Da Housecat fashioned electroclash signature tune "Silver Screen Shower Scene", and marked year zero for the new wave of synthpoppers. But he was already laying the foundations with tracks he released as Aphrohead in the '90s, collected here. This stuff alternates brilliantly between the cool '80s-infused electro he's famous for ("Days Of The Phuture '96"), and glitzier, funkier Daft Punk-esque filter house ("Kazoo", "Cry Baby"). Despite the fact he's often paying homage to club heroes (Jamie Principle on the title track, the acid pioneers on "Tri-Beka") on records which are almost 10 years old, it all still sounds fresh and filthy.

Back in 2001, Chicago house don Felix Da Housecat fashioned electroclash signature tune “Silver Screen Shower Scene”, and marked year zero for the new wave of synthpoppers. But he was already laying the foundations with tracks he released as Aphrohead in the ’90s, collected here. This stuff alternates brilliantly between the cool ’80s-infused electro he’s famous for (“Days Of The Phuture ’96”), and glitzier, funkier Daft Punk-esque filter house (“Kazoo”, “Cry Baby”). Despite the fact he’s often paying homage to club heroes (Jamie Principle on the title track, the acid pioneers on “Tri-Beka”) on records which are almost 10 years old, it all still sounds fresh and filthy.

Various Artists – Required Etiquette

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While LA was carving its rep as crucible of '60s garage rock, the parallel Pacific Northwest scene was boiling up a mean old stonk of its own. Centred around the twin Washington scenes of Seattle and Tacoma, The Wailers' Etiquette label threw up the raw strut'n'raunch of The Galaxies, Paul Bearer & The Hearsemen and the now legendary Sonics (see The White Stripes for details). Nestling alongside unissued takes on the latter's "Psycho", "The Witch" and "Shot Down" is an unreleased curio from Ron Davies ("Mistake"), whose "It Ain't Easy" was famously covered on The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust...

While LA was carving its rep as crucible of ’60s garage rock, the parallel Pacific Northwest scene was boiling up a mean old stonk of its own. Centred around the twin Washington scenes of Seattle and Tacoma, The Wailers’ Etiquette label threw up the raw strut’n’raunch of The Galaxies, Paul Bearer & The Hearsemen and the now legendary Sonics (see The White Stripes for details). Nestling alongside unissued takes on the latter’s “Psycho”, “The Witch” and “Shot Down” is an unreleased curio from Ron Davies (“Mistake”), whose “It Ain’t Easy” was famously covered on The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust…

Various Artists – Gospel: The Essential Album

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Among the recent stream of gospel compilations, this one stands out for the quality of its selections and also for stressing that this music is far from limited to museum pieces. Gospel: The Essential Album serves up the expected contributions from classic acts like The Swan Silvertones, The Mighty Clouds Of Joy, The Original Five Blind Boys Of Alabama, The Dixie Hummingbirds and Mahalia Jackson, but also offers plenty of great music made in the last 30 years, including tracks by Aretha Franklin, Al Green, Norman Hutchins and Mary Mary. Highly recommended.

Among the recent stream of gospel compilations, this one stands out for the quality of its selections and also for stressing that this music is far from limited to museum pieces. Gospel: The Essential Album serves up the expected contributions from classic acts like The Swan Silvertones, The Mighty Clouds Of Joy, The Original Five Blind Boys Of Alabama, The Dixie Hummingbirds and Mahalia Jackson, but also offers plenty of great music made in the last 30 years, including tracks by Aretha Franklin, Al Green, Norman Hutchins and Mary Mary. Highly recommended.

The Jesus And Mary Chain – BBC Live In Concert

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While the Mary Chain's early gigs earned a place in rock lore (15 minutes of feedback, strops and goodnight), the Reid brothers' later career matched the attitude with arch guitar thrills and a more dynamic surliness. Drawn from shows at Sheffield in '92 and Bristol in '95, this explosive document proves they could rock as meanly as few since The Stooges just loose enough, just tight enough. William's guitar squalls are evilly euphoric as they burn through the rictus-grinned "Reverence", the sleazy "Sidewalking" and the says-it-all "I Hate Rock'N'Roll". Everything that was great about the band (and the idea) rains down here: get happy.

While the Mary Chain’s early gigs earned a place in rock lore (15 minutes of feedback, strops and goodnight), the Reid brothers’ later career matched the attitude with arch guitar thrills and a more dynamic surliness. Drawn from shows at Sheffield in ’92 and Bristol in ’95, this explosive document proves they could rock as meanly as few since The Stooges just loose enough, just tight enough. William’s guitar squalls are evilly euphoric as they burn through the rictus-grinned “Reverence”, the sleazy “Sidewalking” and the says-it-all “I Hate Rock’N’Roll”. Everything that was great about the band (and the idea) rains down here: get happy.

Orifice Politics

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DIRECTED BY Steven Shainberg STARRING Maggie Gyllenhaal, James Spader, Jeremy Davies, Lesley Ann Warren Opens May 16, Cert 18, 104 mins When secretary won a special jury prize at Sundance for originality, the award probably wasn't intended to be an arch stroke of understatement, but once you see ...

DIRECTED BY Steven Shainberg

STARRING Maggie Gyllenhaal, James Spader, Jeremy Davies, Lesley Ann Warren

Opens May 16, Cert 18, 104 mins

When secretary won a special jury prize at Sundance for originality, the award probably wasn’t intended to be an arch stroke of understatement, but once you see this subversive, challenging and audacious film, you’ll think so. To call it ‘original’ is like saying sandbags don’t dance too well. Shainberg’s truly, tellingly odd tale of mind games and sex games, elaborated from a story by cult American writer Mary Gaitskill’s book Bad Behaviour, recalls the impact sex, lies and videotape made for Soderbergh in ’89. It probes into unnerving areas of the psyche and libido which indie auteurs have, for the most part, sadly shied away from since then. It’s an heir to Bu

Dreamcatcher

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OPENED APRIL 25, CERT 15, 134 MINS Lawrence Kasdan here treats King's most disappointing recent effort as holy writ, following King's blunder at bloating a dark, simple story with unnecessary subplots. In some ways a knock-off of King's earlier IT, Dreamcatcher follows four friends bonded in childhood by a good act, which leaves them with a psychic link, and the power as adults to stop the monstrous Mr Grey infecting Earth with his alien spoor. As with the book, it's the first third of Dreamcatcher that works, as the friends reunite in the blizzard-hit Maine woods, where a scabby, foul stranger asks them for hospitality. There's mystery to these scenes, a sense of something unknowably bad brewing. And Kasdan aces King with his visualising of the parasitic alien "Shit-weasels"?a gross mix of snaking dicks, teeth-lined fannies and slimy turds?that erupt from the stranger's bowels. Kasdan keeps things moving after that with slick scene-shifting screen-wipes nodding to his work on The Empire Strikes Back, but is finally beaten by the book's baggy end.

OPENED APRIL 25, CERT 15, 134 MINS

Lawrence Kasdan here treats King’s most disappointing recent effort as holy writ, following King’s blunder at bloating a dark, simple story with unnecessary subplots.

In some ways a knock-off of King’s earlier IT, Dreamcatcher follows four friends bonded in childhood by a good act, which leaves them with a psychic link, and the power as adults to stop the monstrous Mr Grey infecting Earth with his alien spoor. As with the book, it’s the first third of Dreamcatcher that works, as the friends reunite in the blizzard-hit Maine woods, where a scabby, foul stranger asks them for hospitality. There’s mystery to these scenes, a sense of something unknowably bad brewing. And Kasdan aces King with his visualising of the parasitic alien “Shit-weasels”?a gross mix of snaking dicks, teeth-lined fannies and slimy turds?that erupt from the stranger’s bowels. Kasdan keeps things moving after that with slick scene-shifting screen-wipes nodding to his work on The Empire Strikes Back, but is finally beaten by the book’s baggy end.

Antwone Fisher

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OPENS MAY 16, CERT 15, 119 MINS Although hardly a work of cinematic flair or imagination, Denzel Washington's directorial debut gets by on such dependable virtues as sincerity, skill and a simple belief in humanity. It's the real-life drama of Antwone Fisher, who survived an abusive childhood to join the Navy, come to terms with his past and, ultimately, write a film about it. Derek Luke plays Fisher as a troubled cadet in his mid-'20s, full of rage and confusion and repeatedly getting into scrapes with colleagues. Gradually, under the guidance of a strong but sympathetic Navy psychiatrist (Washington), both Fisher and the film reveal their secrets. As a director, Washington keeps the narrative clear and the pace steady, letting the story generate its own power and allowing young newcomer Luke plenty of room. Sure, the film can be cloying (there's certainly a lot of hugging and healing) and a little too neat, but it works in exactly the way you sense was intended. In this case, that feels like enough.

OPENS MAY 16, CERT 15, 119 MINS

Although hardly a work of cinematic flair or imagination, Denzel Washington’s directorial debut gets by on such dependable virtues as sincerity, skill and a simple belief in humanity. It’s the real-life drama of Antwone Fisher, who survived an abusive childhood to join the Navy, come to terms with his past and, ultimately, write a film about it. Derek Luke plays Fisher as a troubled cadet in his mid-’20s, full of rage and confusion and repeatedly getting into scrapes with colleagues. Gradually, under the guidance of a strong but sympathetic Navy psychiatrist (Washington), both Fisher and the film reveal their secrets. As a director, Washington keeps the narrative clear and the pace steady, letting the story generate its own power and allowing young newcomer Luke plenty of room. Sure, the film can be cloying (there’s certainly a lot of hugging and healing) and a little too neat, but it works in exactly the way you sense was intended. In this case, that feels like enough.

Mostly Martha

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OPENS MAY 16, CERT PG, 106 MINS The latest in a long line of movies to use food as a metaphor, this German romantic comedy is set mainly in the restaurant kitchen of monumentally uptight Martha (Martina Gedeck). She's a talented chef who finds a fulfilment in culinary creation that she rarely achie...

OPENS MAY 16, CERT PG, 106 MINS

The latest in a long line of movies to use food as a metaphor, this German romantic comedy is set mainly in the restaurant kitchen of monumentally uptight Martha (Martina Gedeck). She’s a talented chef who finds a fulfilment in culinary creation that she rarely achieves through relationships. But the death of her sister brings two new people into her life?her heartbroken little niece and Mario, the ebullient Italian chef brought in to help her run the restaurant. Lessons in life and love follow. The warmth and charm of the film overshadow the clich

Dolls

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DIRECTED BY Takeshi Kitano STARRING Miho Kanno, Hidetoshi Nishijima, Tatsuya Mihashi Opens May 30, Cert 12, 113 mins Based on the elaborate, expressive puppetry of Bunraku, a 300-year-old Japanese art from, this latest from Takeshi Kitano is an ambitious work featuring three interconnected stories. The first involves Matsumoto (Nishijima) and Sawako (Kanno), a couple known as the "bound beggars" who wander shabbily and aimlessly through a park, attached to each other by a long red cord. They present a bewildering, enigmatic, even laughable spectacle. But through heartbreaking flashbacks, we learn how this pair were once happy and well-heeled young lovers until Matsumoto was forced by his parents into a marriage of convenience with a young heiress. We're then taken through the strange but logical sequence of events which lead inexorably to their present situation. The second story involves a yakuza boss who, near the end of his life, finds himself pining for a girl he used to meet on a park bench for lunch each Saturday, whom he abandoned when he joined the mob. He returns to the park, 30 years on. There on the bench sits an eerily well-preserved middle-aged woman. The third (and weakest) tale is of an insipid teen-pop starlet who loses her looks in a car accident but not the attentions of a stalker, who goes to extreme lengths to ingratiate himself with her. These last two tales done with, Takeshi returns to his first couple and their seemingly futile meanderings through the seasons of the year. They exchange no words?reducing the film, effectively, to silent cinema. There is, we understand, nothing left for them to say to one another. Yet Takeshi gives us every reason to remain riveted to the pair, as slowly they wend towards the film's striking, wintry conclusion. Dolls hasn't been greeted with universal praise. Some have accused Takeshi of self-indulgence, of mistaking cinematic longueurs for some sort of poetic intensity. But this is more than a series of gorgeously shot tableaux?the feelings Dolls evokes go way beyond the sentimental. A deeply touching movie.

DIRECTED BY Takeshi Kitano

STARRING Miho Kanno, Hidetoshi Nishijima, Tatsuya Mihashi

Opens May 30, Cert 12, 113 mins

Based on the elaborate, expressive puppetry of Bunraku, a 300-year-old Japanese art from, this latest from Takeshi Kitano is an ambitious work featuring three interconnected stories. The first involves Matsumoto (Nishijima) and Sawako (Kanno), a couple known as the “bound beggars” who wander shabbily and aimlessly through a park, attached to each other by a long red cord. They present a bewildering, enigmatic, even laughable spectacle. But through heartbreaking flashbacks, we learn how this pair were once happy and well-heeled young lovers until Matsumoto was forced by his parents into a marriage of convenience with a young heiress. We’re then taken through the strange but logical sequence of events which lead inexorably to their present situation.

The second story involves a yakuza boss who, near the end of his life, finds himself pining for a girl he used to meet on a park bench for lunch each Saturday, whom he abandoned when he joined the mob. He returns to the park, 30 years on. There on the bench sits an eerily well-preserved middle-aged woman.

The third (and weakest) tale is of an insipid teen-pop starlet who loses her looks in a car accident but not the attentions of a stalker, who goes to extreme lengths to ingratiate himself with her.

These last two tales done with, Takeshi returns to his first couple and their seemingly futile meanderings through the seasons of the year. They exchange no words?reducing the film, effectively, to silent cinema. There is, we understand, nothing left for them to say to one another. Yet Takeshi gives us every reason to remain riveted to the pair, as slowly they wend towards the film’s striking, wintry conclusion.

Dolls hasn’t been greeted with universal praise. Some have accused Takeshi of self-indulgence, of mistaking cinematic longueurs for some sort of poetic intensity. But this is more than a series of gorgeously shot tableaux?the feelings Dolls evokes go way beyond the sentimental.

A deeply touching movie.

Stone Cold Soder

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DIRECTED BY Steven Soderbergh STARRING Julia Roberts, Catherine Keener, David Duchovny, David Hyde Pierce, Nicky Katt Opens May 23, Cert 15, 111 mins Carl loves Lee but Lee wants Calvin but Calvin's really Nicholas who loves Catherine who's really Francesca. Lee's sister Linda is lusted after by ...

DIRECTED BY Steven Soderbergh

STARRING Julia Roberts, Catherine Keener, David Duchovny, David Hyde Pierce, Nicky Katt

Opens May 23, Cert 15, 111 mins

Carl loves Lee but Lee wants Calvin but Calvin’s really Nicholas who loves Catherine who’s really Francesca. Lee’s sister Linda is lusted after by Gus who’s producing the movie Calvin and Francesca are in, which is being directed by David Fincher and stars Brad Pitt, and everyone’s about to meet at his birthday party in Beverly Hills. Except for Hitler, who’s in a stage play, cracking jokes and wondering whether breakdancing Nazis are in bad taste.

So okay, it isn’t Ocean’s Eleven. But although Full Frontal took a panning in the States, you’d have to have found Solaris incomprehensible to be baffled by it. We’ve played into its critics’ hands with that opening paragraph, but a synopsis of most Altman films would read just as insanely. And boy is Soderbergh showing off his cinephile credentials here, as if embarrassed by his commercial clout.

The role model is Truffaut’s Day For Night, with undisguised comic references to Fellini’s 8

Balzac And The Little Chinese Seamstress

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OPENS MAY 9, CERT 12, 110 MINS Set during the '70s in one of Mao's "re-education" camps, director Dai Sijie's film follows the fortunes of two teenagers, Luo and Ma, both from an educated background, whose middle-class parents have been branded bourgeois and degenerate. They manage to evade the worst excesses of the autocratic camp chief by taking advantage of his politically myopic, anti-bourgeois outlook?they play him a Mozart violin piece, explaining that it is a contemporary folk tune in praise of Karl Marx. By such means, they keep alive their clandestine interest in Western culture. Both fall in love with the granddaughter of the village tailor, introducing her to the joys of Balzac. Filmed in the vertiginous beauty of the Sichuan Province, Balzac... would be a depressing account of the egregious dogma of Maoism if it weren't amply redeemed by an indomitable spirit of humour and resourcefulness.

OPENS MAY 9, CERT 12, 110 MINS

Set during the ’70s in one of Mao’s “re-education” camps, director Dai Sijie’s film follows the fortunes of two teenagers, Luo and Ma, both from an educated background, whose middle-class parents have been branded bourgeois and degenerate. They manage to evade the worst excesses of the autocratic camp chief by taking advantage of his politically myopic, anti-bourgeois outlook?they play him a Mozart violin piece, explaining that it is a contemporary folk tune in praise of Karl Marx. By such means, they keep alive their clandestine interest in Western culture. Both fall in love with the granddaughter of the village tailor, introducing her to the joys of Balzac.

Filmed in the vertiginous beauty of the Sichuan Province, Balzac… would be a depressing account of the egregious dogma of Maoism if it weren’t amply redeemed by an indomitable spirit of humour and resourcefulness.

The Last Great Wilderness

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DIRECTED BY David Mackenzie STARRING Alastair Mackenzie, Jonathan Phillips, David Hayman Opens May 9, Cert 15, 92 mins Jarvis Cocker lends his voice and music to actor-turned-director David Mackenzie's compelling Scottish psycho-thriller, a revengedriven Dogma-style road movie which redeems its r...

DIRECTED BY David Mackenzie

STARRING Alastair Mackenzie, Jonathan Phillips, David Hayman

Opens May 9, Cert 15, 92 mins

Jarvis Cocker lends his voice and music to actor-turned-director David Mackenzie’s compelling Scottish psycho-thriller, a revengedriven Dogma-style road movie which redeems its rough-as-fuck feel with punky, offbeat energy. But Jarvis is just a fringe presence in Mackenzie’s genre-hopping feature debut, playing the remote and unseen pop star who has stolen the wife of anti-hero Charlie?as portrayed by Alastair Mackenzie, Monarch Of The Glen star and the director’s brother. Heading for the adulterous pair’s highland love nest with arson on his mind, the vengeful Charlie picks up Vince (Phillips), a troubled gigolo on the run from underworld heavies. But the fugitive duo’s problems really start when they break down in the wintry Scottish outback, seeking refuge in a retreat for mental patients run by the disturbingly genial Rory (Hayman).

Shot guerrilla-style on grainy digital video, Mackenzie’s feature debut is not without flaws?some of the acting is wooden and the plot full of hackneyed contrivances. But the flinty grandeur of off-season Scotland is evoked without resort to tourist-brochure clich

Heartlands

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OPENS MAY 2, CERT 12A, 90 MINS Damien O'Donnell took his time choosing a follow-up to his hit debut, East Is East. And this gentle, small-scale drama may come as something of a surprise to anyone expecting more broad, bawdy comedy. In many ways, it doesn't feel like a British film?thematically, it's not dissimilar to David Lynch's The Straight Story, but the tone of this slow-burning, quirky character study is at times closer to contemporary Japanese cinema, such as Takeshi Kitano's Hana Bi. Contextually, however, it's English through and through. Darts fan Colin (Michael Sheen) is content to have never left his small Midlands town. His modest ambitions were mostly fulfilled when he married childhood sweetheart Sandra. But when she runs off to Blackpool with the captain of the darts team, Colin pursues her through the countryside on his Honda moped, meeting assorted travellers along the way. His voyage of self-discovery is beautifully illustrated by Alwin Kuchler's superb cinematography in what is a genuinely heart-warming film.

OPENS MAY 2, CERT 12A, 90 MINS

Damien O’Donnell took his time choosing a follow-up to his hit debut, East Is East. And this gentle, small-scale drama may come as something of a surprise to anyone expecting more broad, bawdy comedy. In many ways, it doesn’t feel like a British film?thematically, it’s not dissimilar to David Lynch’s The Straight Story, but the tone of this slow-burning, quirky character study is at times closer to contemporary Japanese cinema, such as Takeshi Kitano’s Hana Bi. Contextually, however, it’s English through and through.

Darts fan Colin (Michael Sheen) is content to have never left his small Midlands town. His modest ambitions were mostly fulfilled when he married childhood sweetheart Sandra. But when she runs off to Blackpool with the captain of the darts team, Colin pursues her through the countryside on his Honda moped, meeting assorted travellers along the way. His voyage of self-discovery is beautifully illustrated by Alwin Kuchler’s superb cinematography in what is a genuinely heart-warming film.