The po-faced Man of Steel isn’t nearly as absorbing as Soderbergh’s portrait of the Man of Rhinestone

Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby is a treat for the eyes but cannot escape its flimsy source material

Judi Dench’s embattled M in Skyfall at one point reaches not for a Beretta or one of Q’s exploding pens but a few lines of Tennyson. Would the words of Carol Ann Duffy work as well?

All-too-predictable sci-fi and tired post-modern campery imply that original cinematic ideas are rare

The cult of the auteur lets Steven Soderbergh and Danny Boyle get away with self-indulgence

Lincoln and Zero Dark Thirty deserve awards, Hitchcock is dull and Les Miserables in unbearable

The author of Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit was a great conservative writer

A glut of superb performances in 2012 reflects a rising general standard in the actor’s craft

Thomas Vinterberg’s chilling new movie questions our assumptions about youthful innocence

Great acting cannot save Paul Thomas Anderson’s ponderous new Scientology movie, The Master