Review: The Hateful Eight @ AMC, Manchester
Quentin Tarantino’s greatest strength, and biggest problem, is that he never lets anyone forget that he’s Quentin Tarantino.
Quentin Tarantino’s greatest strength, and biggest problem, is that he never lets anyone forget that he’s Quentin Tarantino.
With just four more sleeps until Christmas time’s running out to get in the festive spirit – but do not be tempted to reach for Kylie Minogue’s new album now, or ever.
Whether you are a Green Day fan or not, almost everyone has heard of their 2004 album American Idiot, which sold over 15million copies worldwide.
Let’s not beat about the bush – The Force Awakens is a straight up triumph in every aspect any fan could wish.
The French electro-swing band surpassed the expectations of even long-term fans as their astounding live performance in Manchester made the Ritz swing.
The Darkness deliver this wave of intoxicating exhilaration in earnest, sounding supersonic in the flesh, with frontman Justin Hawkins never being better.
First, a confession: I am a diehard Enya fan. So if you were hoping for a cynical, cocked eyebrow account of this new age album then you will be sadly disappointed.
Blinking into a glare of neon mist, synth-man Tommy Grace was the first member of Django Django out on stage.
“It’s good to be home,” Shura yells to a clamouring, packed crowd.
As Storm Desmond raged outside, a close to capacity o2 Apollo was teaming with jittery teenage girls, undeterred by the gale force winds blasting the North of England.
Todd Haynes’ Carol, featuring Cate Blanchett and Rooney Mara, treads its own line between arthouse exploitation and mainstream cinema blends while exploring an unlikely but intense lesbian love affair.
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