Senior Film Writer Mark Farnsworth teaches Film in East London and is currently working on two screenplays, The Mysteries and Fair Access. He also writes the Oh/Cult section for Brokenshark.co.uk.
As my mood fluctuates wildly between hatred, despair, and grief due to wretched state of the UK under this despicable Tory government, I have increasingly found myself drawn to the horror genre on...
There are many indelible images in David Cronenberg’s Crimes of the Future but none so tortuous as Viggo Mortensen’s performance artist, Saul Tenser, contorted on a feeding chair grown from bone...
Harper Marlowe, the protagonist in Alex Garland’s astounding third feature, Men, has one of those names that conjures up an array of literary possibility. Could she be part Harper Lee, observing...
The collective eyes of the cinema-going public may be held aloft (quite rightly) watching Tom Cruise fly jets for real in Top Gun: Maverick but another, more caustic film has made its way onto VOD...
No one should feel sorry for Michael Bay. Let’s get that straight from the off. His sledgehammer blockbusters have grossed close to 8 billion dollars so he should be set for a rainy day. His five...
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...
