Reviews

Their is no point going into the finer plot details here surely everyone is familiar with the story of the son of Jor el. The film romps along in similar vein to other comic book based summer blockbusters. The CGI if that's your bag is on a par with Iron man 3 and Avengers assemble and the soundtrack is suitably deafening.

Henry Cavill is our chiselled all American hero who plays the part well. Although save for looking moody, throwing things around and having to probably do quiet a lot of chin ups daily, the role is not the most challenging. Michael Shannon following on from the excellent The Iceman plays the baddie well and doesn't ham it up. Alongside these Amy Adams is on a par with Terri Hatcher in the eye candy department.

The film is as I expected of this kind of vehicle. The main problem I had was I grew up on the Christopher Reeve franchise which had a certain charm, was warmer, way more humorous and took itself less serious than this po-faced attempt. Get the bus and see this if you found the Chris Reeves version too cheesy, failing that see the 1st two in that franchise you won't be disappointed.

Some have called this Die Hard in the White House well this is a damn sight better than the recent effort from that particular franchise (then again most movies are). Here we have Gerard Butler doing what 200 odd bodyguards/special agents can't. After being bosom buddies with and No.1 bodyguard to the President - Aaron Eckhart our hero finds himself desk bound after a car crash in which he fails to save the 1st lady. Luckily enough his new office is just a block or two away from The White House, so when a heavily armed bunch of naughty North Koreans (the new bad guys du jour in Hollywood) take control of The White House our hero is a mere caber toss away from kicking some N Korean bottom which he jolly well does.

The cast also features Samuel L Jackson playing the acting president in his absence ably assisted by Angela Bassett an old pal of our hero. Aside from swatting those nasty Koreans Butler remains buff, rugged and handsome for ladies in Cinemas across the globe (certainly the screening I viewed this had more than its fair share of ladies).

The plot is so so the characterisation so so and the direction likewise. If you want to see a bit of eye candy on a killing spree this is perfect though. The best thing about this movie is it has bucked the trend of recent movies of this ilk in not pandering to the censors to gain a more lucrative 12A rating; hang your heads in shame the makers of Die Hard 5 and Taken 2. Go see this if you've had a heavy night and want to clear your hangover and have an afternoon doze otherwise save your money.

I ignored the reviews for this flick which were mostly unfavourable figuring that Almodovar is not everybody's cup of tea. On this occasion alas I have to agree. I'm assuming this is meant to be an out and out comedy (there was a fair amount of laughter in the cinema) but to me the material was over reliant on cheap, sensationalist blowjob and gay sex gags a kind of x rated Carry On film with none of the charm and simply not funny enough.

I figure that Almodovar fans like myself will watch this regardless of the poor reviews, as for those Almodovar virgins who may be contemplating popping their cherry avoid this and check out the great man's back catalogue.

Michael Winterbottom is reunited with Steve Coogan in this watchable tale of one time richest man in Britain, porn and property entrepreneur Paul Raymond. Winterbottom elects to tell the story through the eyes of Raymond as he watches a video tape of a documentary he made with his daughter.

Coogan puts in a well rounded performance playing Raymond (it would have been easy to make the character either too likable, too bolshy or too obnoxious, credit to Coogan for getting the balance just right) from his early days when he first opened a members only strip club in SoHo to his later years after the death of his daughter Debbie - Imogen Poots. Raymond dotes on her and its their relationship which is central to the storytelling. He is portrayed as more or less disowning his other children; an uncomfortable scene to view is the visit and dinner he shares with his son from an early relationship. Anna Friel is superb as his first wife and mother of their three children Jean, who tolerates Raymond's countless affairs/one night stands. He explains at one point that its only natural for him to be having sex with all the beautiful women who work for him, else what sort of a man would he be. To throw a spanner in the works along comes Amber -Tamsin Egerton with whom Raymond falls in love with and leaves Jean for after she auditions for him. We follow Raymond and Amber as their relationship develops, no need this time for illicit liaisons for Raymond as Amber is partial to a bit of three in a bed. At this time Raymond takes the advice of and employs Tony Power to launch the naughty magazine (and extremely lucrative) side of his business. Power a playboy type coke addict is played; in a great piece of casting by stand up comic and panel show regular Chris Addison. Look out for bit parts from other Brit comedy stars including David Williams as a vicar.

This is a well scripted, acted and directed film as you'd expect from Winterbottom, which left me wanting to know more about Raymond. It moves along at a good pace and manages to offer both light and shade within the plot, as well as evoking the various decades featured with fine detail. Well worth the entry fee and bus fare.

I thoroughly enjoyed this movie, all the more I think for knowing nothing at all about it beforehand. So STOP reading NOW and go watch. Even with a ridiculous bleached blonde hair-do Ryan Gosling looks cool (the swine) here he plays Luke a motorbike stunt rider in a travelling show. Enjoying a gal in each town the big top pulls up at; how can they resist the chain smoking, tattooed, rippling muscled beauty..... anyway back to the plot. Luke discovers one of his conquests Romina - Eva Mendes is the mother of his little boy so decides to leave the show, settle down and support the child. He is befriended by Robin played by the superb (as always) Ben Mendelsohn who takes Luke under his wing offering him a bed in a trailer and a bit of work in his not very busy workshop. Robin tells Luke of his prior exploits in robbing banks at which the duo pair up as a bank robbing duo. After a bit of a falling out Luke robs a bank on his own, during his escape he is cornered in a house by a cop, Avery - Bradley Cooper.

We then follow Bradley Cooper's character the son of a cop, also a beat police officer who is a law graduate who although has a good heart and soul is also ultra ambitious. We follow his character over the next fifteen years as he makes his way up the political food chain and are introduced to his brattish son Avery Jr played by rising star Emory Cohen. Emory is a chip off the old block when it comes to getting what he wants but with none of the compassion of his old man. He befriends and ultimately betrays Jason - Dane DeHaan (another gifted young actor) a fellow student purely it seems to make him his drug gopher/fall guy. Its these two characters who lead us to a well polished and for me satisfying end to a great film.

I have tried to outline the plot with as little spoiling as possible because as I stated at the start the least known the better. Written and Directed by Derek Cianfrance who also performed those duties on the superb Blue Valentine. The direction is tight and I felt in a state of anticipation and suspense throughout. Their are some breathtaking one take set pieces that still manage to maintain a great aesthetic quality as does the entire film.

Go catch the bus and see this its a rare 10/10 from the Buscatcher. Enjoy.

I was intrigued, entranced and beguiled by this movie from the start, but 45 minutes in, it pretty much gives up. Claude is a teenage student who excels in maths, because of this he manages to inveigle himself into the home of Rapha a fellow student who is struggling with the subject. On the pretence of assisting with his homework he gets 'In the house' which he has been watching from a nearby park for a while. Claude's story of his time with Rapha and his parents is told to us via the essays he writes for his language teacher Germain. Germain laps up these tales and shares them clandestinely with his wife Jeanne (Kristin Scott Thomas, adding to her list of French movie roles). So much so he actively encourages the boy to carry on the deceit.

The story from in the house involves, possible infidelity, male bonding, voyeurism, the vilification of the middle classes, ill health, rejection and acceptance. And yet with all this going on I felt we were not being taken on a cinematic journey, it was more akin to slowly walking on a filmic hamster wheel.

After the great set up, where the characters are skilfully introduced, the performances are solid as is the direction and dialogue. But the writer and director don't know what to do after the set up and the film meanders somewhat tediously to a clumsy and over long conclusion. A shame really. I'm not sure The Buscatcher can recommend a journey to the flicks for this one.

This is a good enough comedy in fact I laughed aloud 5 or 6 times, which in my book is the least a comedy film should do. Jason Bateman is Sandy a regular, straight going, tax paying husband and father. Melissa McCarthy is Diana the polar opposite, a schemer, con-woman and identity thief. Diana steals Sandy's ID, goes on a spending spree, gets arrested and fails to show for the court hearing. In the meantime Sandy jumps ship from his accounting job (working for total bastard Harold - John Favreau) to become the big cheese at a newly formed company. The police come a knocking for Sandy who in a contrived and implausible bit of plot line has to travel to Florida to track down and fetch Diana to keep his job.

That pretty much is it as far as plot is concerned so we can sit back and enjoy the hilarity which for the first half of the movie is in good supply. Sadly the film then starts to try and be more dramatic; with the introduction of a bounty hunter and a duo of hardcore criminals on the trail of Diana. It seems that it's almost de-rigueur to introduce an element of jeopardy into every TV show at the moment and the director Seth Gordon follows suit here, to the detriment of an otherwise decent comedic endeavour. Which is a real shame as Bateman is as good as ever as is McCarthy who is carving out a decent career as the female gross-out character actress du jour. She is wonderfully objectionable here and you really want her to get her comeuppance from the outset, obviously she has to find redemption and we grow to empathise with the character. If you fancy seeing a comedy you're not spoilt for choice at the moment, so catch the bus to the multiplex sit back and save your popcorn and other goodies for the latter half of the film you made need them to stave off the potential boredom.

James Mcavoy is back on form after the dismal Welcome To The Punch. He is Simon who works for a fine art auction house, where one of his duties is to whisk away to a deep vault the most valuable artwork in the event of any attempted robbery. Of course their is a robbery, masterminded by Franck played by Vincent Cassels, the only problem is he has stolen a picture frame but no canvas. Simon is hit on the head during the robbery causing amnesia and cannot remember what happened to the canvas. Franck isn't too chuffed about this so employs Elizabeth - Rosario Dawson a hypnotist to delve into Simon's mind to find where he may have secreted the artwork.

For at least the first half I was gripped by the plot and characters plus Boyles camera work is spot on as always. I did however feel completely puzzled at one point when the plot seemed to zig-zag a bit too much and I began to wonder whether I had lost concentration. I wasn't being dim however because at this point one of the characters explains (in flashback) what's going on.

Although an adequate enough watch this was for me a below par Boyle movie. But I suppose with a back catalogue including two of my top ten films he can be excused for not 'hitting a coconut every time'. Overall I was not disappointed to have caught the bus to view this and neither should you be. If you are a Boyle fan just lower your expectations a little.

This is a funny movie (funny - peculiar and funny - haha). The story, set in 1969 involves two journalists travelling to Florida, Ward - Mathew McConaughey and Yardley - David Oyelowo to investigate whether convicted murderer Hillary - John Cusack, is in fact innocent. For Ward this is a homecoming, his father runs the local newspaper, and he enlists the help of his brother Jack - Zac Efron to act as a chauffeur and gopher. In the meantime we have Nicole Kidman as the sluttish Charlotte a miniskirted temptress who has formed a relationship with Hillary via letter writing, and with whom Jack is besotted.

The performances are fine enough here with Kidman probably at her hammiest since To Die For especially when peeing on Zac Efron and tearing the crotch from her tights for the masturbatory pleasure of Cusack, (I wonder if it was a stunt gusset) who is menacingly excellent. McConaughey seems to be rapidly losing his old mahogany nickname and is watchable again here. For the ladies we get to see Efron in his pristine white cotton boxers and vest (I could almost smell the Lenor and starch ) on numerous occasions. The film is narrated by helium voiced soul pop songstress Macy Gray (who I kept waiting to burst into song) as Ward and Jack's family housemaid, nursemaid, cook and dogsbody. I'm not sure why the screenplay provided us with a narrator, especially as Gray's character is background fluff and wouldn't have been privy to the goings on.

The cinematography is very good here and the swamp settings are both beautiful and incredibly eerie. Despite the bursts of violence, some more graphic than others this is an altogether lighter affair than that of Lee Daniels' previous directorial effort 2009's Precious; a relentlessly depressing tale of teenage pregnancy and abuse, which is a far better movie than this. Overall the film was a fairly silly affair and although with the exception of Kidman the actors play it pretty straight I could well imagine them bursting into laughter when the director called cut. This also suffers with the all too common modern cinematic issue of being too long, probably by 20 minutes.

Should you catch the bus to watch this one? If you have seen the other more critically acclaimed movies out at the moment, their is nothing on the t.v and you're bored, by all means, lower any expectations, sit back and enjoy this popcorn for the brain offering. Alternatively rent Precious.

My good God this was awful. Let the rant begin....

I took the five minute walk from my house to the bus stop (in the rain) alighted the bus and walked a further five minutes (in the rain) to part up with my hard earned cash at Cineworld. I reversed the journey to get home after viewing this turd in celluloid form (in the rain) shaking my head in disbelief, the entire sodden way.

Oh dear oh dear oh dear. What on earth are you all doing? You should all be thoroughly embarrassed this cast would give any movie maker a wet dream, if you had no script and asked this ensemble to make something up on the spot and improvise I'm positive the result would be superior to this drivel, Christ if the producer of a school play had this lot they would surely invent something more deserving of your time and money. Michael Caine was once asked why he had appeared in so many bad movies, he replied, and I do paraphrase; that a bricklayer doesn't question the design of the wall he is asked to build, and provided the working conditions and wages are favourable he will go to work. Well if that's the case with the cast here then good luck to them and their pension funds, no such luck for me for whom the cost of my cinema ticket roughly equates to an hour doing a job I dislike.

Writer and director Eran Creevy previously gave us Shifty a run of the mill story of a drug dealer; compared to this tosh that was Citizen Kane. The plot if you can call it that of this tripe is the straightforward story of a wanted, retired mobster returning to London to find his son who 'phones him having been shot. The police know he will be looking for him and so plot to catch him doing so. There are a few other plot lines involving gun running and police and political corruption. Which might be interesting if it were better plotted and the characters were fleshed out, in fact the characterisation is so flimsy that when one of the lead characters is killed I lazily reached for another Werther's original. But above all this it commits the biggest crime a movie can, that of being boring.

Rant over.

Go see this movie. Go on treat yourself, take the bus, open your wallet or purse, happily hand over your hard earned, sit back and enjoy. This is a good old fashioned thriller, with proper characterisation and a cracking screenplay. Its a little tricky to give a synopsis without going into spoiler alert territory. But here goes.

Jude Law is Dr Johnathan Banks an English shrink who is routinely sent to assess Emily Taylor - Rooney Mara who has deliberately driven her car into a wall. She is married to Martin - Channing Tatum, they live a charmed life, with fast cars, champagne and a yacht until the wheels come off when Martin is convicted of insider trading. Banks prescribes various antidepressants to Emily without the desired results. After a meeting with Emily's previous shrink Dr Siebert - Catherine Zeta Jones and with a request from his patient, Banks prescribes a new drug Ablixir. The drug appears to work but causes Emily to sleepwalk (the Side Effect) and its whilst doing so that she commits a serious crime.

Their follows a game of blame, was Banks partly responsible for her actions; as he was aware of the sleepwalking, but continued supplying the medication. He is also in the employ of a drug company in need of human guinea pigs to trial their wares. And their is a skeleton in his closet that of an ex patient's accusation of sexual impropriety.

Having just watched The Incredible Burt Wonderstone which the trailer ruined by showing all the gags in one three minute burst, I'm pleased to say the same can by no means be said here. I was kept on edge throughout, and thought I knew what route the movie was going to take, I was completely wrong. Director, Soderbergh has paced this to perfection with nothing taking place on screen that needn't be there. Mara's acting is very understated initially but she certainly builds her character up as the tension is cranked up. Jude Law is excellent as the, is he good or bad psychiatrist. Zeta Jones who seems to be getting better with age is icily brilliant. Channing Tatum was ahem Channing Tatum.

When I go to Cineworld I don't ask for much other than the basics: A well acted, and directed story with a beginning, middle and end. This more than met my minimal requirements. I truly think this will be regarded as Soderbergh,s finest moment. Catch that bus!

If you are unsure whether or not to spend your hard earned on this flick answer this question. Have you seen the trailer? If you answered yes, you can keep your money; ALL the best/funniest moments feature therein. Which is a shame as although its by no means a great comedy it does have enough comic moments to warrant the entrance fee. Sadly watching those moments the second time just wasn't for me.

The movie begins with the two main protagonists Burt Wonderstone - Steve Carell and Anton Marverlton - Steve Buscemi as weedy and nerdy school kids. They strike up a lifelong friendship and go on to form the most famous double act in magic after Burt shows a trick to Anton. This opening scene with two children playing the young stars works really well and sets the movie up nicely.

We catch up with them years later when they are headlining at Doug Munny's -James Gandolfini casino in Vegas. Burt is now an egotistical, sexist womaniser bored with the nightly performance, with Anton playing second fiddle. Enter a rival magic act that of Steve Gray played by Jim Carey as a David Blaine/Steve O type who shocks and shakes things up with his brand of self harm entertainment. After a disastrous attempt to emulate Gray the duo lose their residency at the casino, part company and in Burt's case hit rock bottom. We then have to see whether Burt will gain redemption and get one over on Gray (I bet you can't guess).

Their is support from Olivia Wilde as Jane the duo's assistant and Alan Arkin as Rance Holloway the ageing boyhood hero of Burt and Anton. Its Arkins' character who has the best gag a visual one (which did make me laugh second time around). Of our lead actors both Carell and Carey appear to be in second gear playing loose copies of characters they have played before, Buscemi puts a bit more effort in even though his character is by far the quieter gentler one.

As I say if you have avoided the trailer its worth catching the bus to watch, as was demonstrated by the laughter around me in screen 8 at Cineworld. If you have seen the trailer I would probably take the opportunity to spend your cash on something else preferably Side Effects.

Robot and Frank for me was essentially about memory. In the case of Frank, played by Frank Langella under statedly showing, how in his senior years he is struggling with dementia. His well meaning son, James Marsden buys him the titular Robot, voiced wonderfully by Peter Sarsgaard, to aid him in performing household chores and act as a kind of nurse/dietician.

Frank a former cat burglar resents the automaton, but as his other option is the retirement home he submits. Soon enough a fledgeling bond develops, especially when he discovers the robot has no issues with law breaking. In no time the cyborg is taught to pick locks, and 'case' houses. Frank's daughter Liv Tyler visits and switches his helper off to play the dutiful daughter, no doubt because of her guilt at not being around often enough. But she too is won over by the machine.

Alongside Frank's rekindled enthusiasm for his old criminal ways his eye for the ladies returns, in this case for Susan Sarandon as Jennifer the local librarian. Who invites Frank to a soiree thrown by the new manager of the library, an odious cretin who is 'recycling' the libraries books.

Frank's memory may be addled but his mechanised accomplice, more than makes up for that, for instance letting Frank access his hard drive to pick his next bejewelled victim. And so with the robot retaining all this incriminating evidence on its memory, Frank has to choose whether to erase the android's memory lest it be used against him.

The movie is well acted and scripted with time given for the characters to feel real; even the automaton, whilst still moving along at a decent pace, alongside some laugh aloud moments thrown in for good measure. Although set 'in the near future' the film felt relevant to today, with technology being embraced by the elderly. Definitely worth the bus fare to your local cinema.

Is there any need to read or write a review for a film featuring THE STAFE? Well I'm sort of going to anyway.

Parker opens at the Ohio state fair the camera follows a dog- collared, bespectacled silver haired chap around the fair. But wait that ain't no ordinary padre its THE STAFE, who along with a motley crew that look like they may have spent a good portion of childhood on the naughty step are going to take every nickel from these good folk at the fair.

We are now in the getaway car and THE STAFE wants his cut, alas these chappies are a bunch of meanies and want to double up by investing the ill gotten gains in another more lucrative spot of mischief. Guns are produced, blood is shed and THE STAFE is forced to leap from the moving vehicle giving himself a nasty bump on the noggin. The wussyest baddie is despatched to finish him off and kick his body into the swamp.

Now as you can guess THE STAFE hasn't gone to meet his maker (he'd only give him a slap anyway) and is jolly well miffed about being taken for a right pratt and no doubt feels a bit of a silly Billy. We can now settle back, get right stuck into the popcorn and watch our gravel voiced U.K export get pwoper nawty getting his own back on the sneaky beggars.

Next we get to see quite a bit of J Lo's bum in tight fitting skirts and her undies as she helps our cultural attache to the states, wreak havoc across Florida. Best of all we are treated to the Great Brit wearing a stetson; which can only mean one thing; oh yes, THE STAFE'S Texan accent.

Fisticuffs and shooting aplenty take us towards the conclusion, with our anti-hero acquiring quite a number of nasty bumps and grazes along the way; those knives are bloody pointy and the bullets really sting. The moral of it all seems to be you can be a nasty, vicious, uncaring, selfish, murderous and vindictive swine but its all tickety-boo if you're THE STAFE. And I can't argue with that, its exactly what I got on the bus to Cineworld for.

About fifteen minutes into this road movie it dawned on me to change my expectations. With Seth Rogen in the lead and being mindful of his back catalogue I was expecting a more raucous affair.

Rogen is Andrew Brewster inventor of an eco-friendly cleaning product. Brewster is virtually broke and with his last few dollars is about to travel east coast to west coast, pitching his product on route to various conglomerates. Our co-pilot on the road trip is Barbra Streisand playing Andy's widowed mum Joyce a stereotypical Jewish mom. This she does well, it would have been easy to be completely OTT and annoying in the role but to Streisand's credit she keeps a lid on it.

The movie begins when Joyce tells Andy the story of how he is named after her first love who ultimately rejected her, to which she settles for second best with Andy's father. Andy traces his namesake down via Google to a company in San Francisco, and decides to invite mum on his business trip so as to reunite them; without telling her.

With the set-up established I settled in waiting for the hilarity involving drunkenness, sex, drugs, fights etc. to ensue. This is after all a Seth Rogen flick. Instead we are treated to a quieter, more gentle, and thoughtful comedy drama were the sauciest scene involves Streisand tackling a four pound lump of meat ( a steak that is).

The interplay between the two leads feels very natural and you believe in their relationship. The script kept me involved throughout, but there were too few laughs for me. I could envisage this produced by BBC 1 as a Sunday evening one off starring Julie Walters and Rob Brydon (I'll never be a casting director). And I dare say it would be very entertaining.

If you enter the theatre with the right frame of mind (take a packet of Werther's originals) I think you will be rewarded more than I, it will be worth taking the bus for.

This chiller benefits from the name of Guillermo Del Toro amongst the production credits and will be the reason many will view it, including myself who took the bus to Cineworld.

The plot begins with a father and his six and three year old girls crashing the car they are in off an icy road and fleeing to a long abandoned cabin where he pulls a gun to seemingly kill them. Pop has had a pretty rough time of it in the recession and has already killed several people including the girls' mother; those bankers have a lot to answer for. At this point the titular Mama; a maternal ghost makes her appearance and saves the girls.

Five years later and the now feral girls are discovered in the cabin by a couple of huntsmen in the employ of the sisters' uncle and his rock chick girlfriend played by Jessica Chastain. The pair of whom, after a period of assessment are entrusted with the care of the siblings (along of course with the maternal ghost). The scares and chills are ratcheted up from here on as Mama becomes a we bit overprotective (think psychotic Jewish mother on amphetamines with a taste for nursery rhymes and neck snapping) and there follows some moments that genuinely sent chills down my spine. However the director overly relies on the sudden movement loud bang kind of scare which I see as lazy horror film making. As the movie goes on we see more and more, literally of the motherly spectre which to me is a lot less scary than the glimpses we glean of Mama in the earlier stages of the movie.

The movie creaks to a finish with some amateur investigating by the Dr that assessed the girls and their would be aunt into the origin of Mama. For me the denouement was overblown,overextended and ultimately unsatisfying. Which is a bit of a shame as the cast put in solid performances and are deserving of better. The bus fare and entry fee were justified, and overall I think fans of both the genre and Guillermo will be satisfied.

My 2nd review on here with my main aim being to guide others on whether a film is worth braving the weather, catching a bus and paying to watch. Something film critics seem to completely forget in the time and cash poor world most of us inhabit.

Firstly if you don't like Richard Gere don't bother with this one he is rarely off the screen from start to finish. Both Susan Sarandon as Gere's long suffering wife and Tim Roth (Im not sure about his yank accent) as a cop trying to prove Gere was driving the car that killed his mistress lend solid support.

The plot sees Gere as Robert Miller the owner of Miller corp who has come unstuck on a business venture in a Russian copper mine, covering his tracks and fiddling the books to the tune of 412 million dollars. At the same time he accidentally kills his French (we know this because she smokes) mistress; an artist, when he nods off whilst driving to one of the millionaires bolt holes for a bit of rumpy pumpy. Instead of coughing up to this he involves the son of his former chauffeur Jimmy in picking him up and whisking him back to the marital bed.

There now plays out a bit of moral dilemma for Gere and Jimmy a bad kid trying to turn his life around who has benefited from the millionaires help in the past. In the background to all this the charity work carried out by Mrs Miller and Miller corp is oft mentioned although I'm not entirely sure why.

Gere is on form here and with the amount of screen time he occupies he needs to be, the plot had me wondering throughout where we heading and it didn't disappoint. Overall worth getting the 277 bus for.

This is the first time i have put my thoughts on a movie 'on paper' something i hope to keep doing throughout the year and maybe even beyond if i can be arsed. I want to base my reviews on whether a film is worth walking to a bus stop, paying the fare, travelling to Cineworld (other cinemas are available) and coughing up your hard earned. Hence my username. Anyway here goes. This gets a 3 rather than 1 because after 20 minutes I was set to gather my coat and leave but something kept me in my seat. Having endured this poorly scripted excuse for entertainment I cannot figure out what that something was. I'm guessing it must be subliminal; I shall try and elaborate. Firstly I wanted to see this movie because of the trailer which really struck a chord especially the use of Death in Vegas' song Dirge (the irony of which I now appreciate) which never made an aural appearance anyway. Secondly how could a project have the same director as Oldboy star Ms Kidman, Mia Wassername and Mathew Goode with a bit part from Jacki Weaver not deliver. It was these components that kept me from catching an earlier bus home. Around about the time I decided I was going to stick it out I noticed the guy sat two seats along from me laughing which he did on six or seven occasions. This set me going and I found myself belly laughing at two of the more ridiculous scenes in this stinker. If you want to watch a movie length episode of The Twilight Zone, or want to see Mia Wassername playing with herself in the shower whilst fantasising over a murder, then by all means get on the bus. So was Stinker sorry Stoker worth the bus trip? No. If you haven't seen this flick and by some strange quirk are offered a chauffeured limo' to the cinema ask to be dropped off at your local hostelry and invest your tenner getting bladdered. A final point I live in a 1 bed flat that would fit in one of the bedrooms in the house in this movie, and yet I've still managed to fit a freezer in my kitchen.