Author: Mark Farnsworth

Many years ago, during my BFI film journalism course, Nick James, the former editor of Sight & Sound told my class that it was impossible to watch every film released and the sooner we realised...

If God loves a trier then He must fucking worship Mikey ‘Saber’ Davies in Sean Baker’s latest movie Red Rocket. He’s a handsome, charming, reprehensible douchebag, a spray-and-pray asshole...

Much like Phantom Thread, Paul Thomas Anderson’s latest movie, Licorice Pizza is a film for all six senses. There is no living director preternaturally gifted at evoking a time or place we have...

Secretly resurrected between the monster success of Spider-Man No Way Home and awards bait like Belfast and Power of the Dog, the latest entry into the billion-dollar franchise, Resident Evil has...

Sometimes you must hold your hands up and just give thanks for A-List stars strutting about in high fashion and hanging on for dear life to their Italian accents before they fly off and voice a Super...

Hundreds of years from now you can imagine Hollywood swallowed by gargantuan sands, forgotten by history, streamed into oblivion. The oppressive rays of the sun blast heatwaves that shimmer and...

Of the many humiliations faced by Great Britain since deciding to inflict lingchi on ourselves by voting for Brexit, the misappropriation of cultural icons by the Tories and their splinter far-right...

“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.” Who better than Émile Zola to comment on Janciza Bravo’s new movie and his namesake,...

The philosopher and celebrated pessimist, Eugene Thacker envisages the earth as, “the-world-without-us”, a world that is both, “impersonal and horrific” and disdainful of human existence....

When you think about male British actors in Hollywood, you can pretty much narrow them down into two distinct categories: the thespian and the movie star. The cultured thespians like Laurence Olivier...