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“Dispatched to settle the affairs of a recently deceased woman, Kipps arrives in a quaint but markedly rude village in the heart of the Victorian countryside. Under the chocolate-box veneer, dark undercurrents flow.”

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“I pray the poor soul chancing upon this despair-smirched scrawl forgives the quality of my record. It has been four nights since last I slept. Frequent opium use has afforded little respite to my fractured sanity…”

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“I never thought it was shameful. It felt normal. It’s just that it was much better than pounding a typewriter eight hours a day.” Steve Thompson muses over the life and career of America’s pin-up queen.

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In recent months, Spielberg has returned to the big screen with the re-incarnation of Jurassic Park, then The Adventures of Tintin, and now the filmic interpretation of the Tony award-winning stage production War Horse.

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“Exposure is huge, and once you put your foot in it, and it takes off, it’s quite a beast. It’s quite devouring, because you have to find a way that you are not invaded all the time by lenses and by people looking.”

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If you weren’t lucky enough to frequent a certain type of picture house of the 60s, 70s and early 80s, you’ve lost your chance to experience the true Grindhouse effect in all its filthy glory. Until now…

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Steve Thompson reviews Martin Scorsese’s blackly comic Kafkaesque masterpiece, the 1985 film After Hours, a twisted, tormented, existential trip through the dark streets of downtown Manhattan.

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L’Amour Fou (Crazy Love), not to be confused with the 1969 movie of the same name directed by Jacques Rivette, is a portrait of Yves Saint Laurent’s life with Pierre Bergé. Kate Lawson reviews.

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Steve Martin? In a serious role? It works, says Steve Thompson, revisiting David Mamet’s 1997 film The Spanish Prisoner. Expect twists, turns, twisty-turns and smarty-pants dialogue, and be sure to pay rapt attention.

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Sitting in a darkened room with 15 people, my toes were so curled I could almost kick my kneecaps. Across the room I saw winces, hands across eyes and heads fully turned from the screen. “Oh my…” breathed the woman behind me.

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