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One of this year's must-see films, this is not simply a worthy tribute of a subject too often ignored by Hollywood; it's also a remarkable piece of cinema in its own right.

It is a character piece, an actor’s picture, supremely atmospheric and secure in its knowledge of place and time.

A beautifully observed study of a small community remaining united in the face of seismic shifts.

Laugh out loud funny and heartbreaking without resorting to neat Hollywood set-ups or resolutions.

The tiger here is no CG or animatronic confection, but a living, breathing predator (or, more exactly, three of them playing one), brought into proximity with the actors through seamless compositing.

A deeply unpleasant and crassly manipulative piece of work.

Against the whisper of wind and buzz of flies, the Coens manage to find tension in the subtlest of movements and cut the dialogue through with humour as arid as the landscape.

Redford, and cinematographer Antonio Calvache, do an excellent job of subtly playing with the audience’s nerves.

Pure, stripped-down bleakness, both in the desaturated drabness of its appearance and in the last-days essentialism of its themes.

Overall, though Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles certainly isn’t terrible, its biggest problem is that it will always lie in the shadow of Cameron’s unrelenting vision.

The best episodes are still those which focus on Derek or offer flashes to the future.

Recent Hollywood heist films - typified by the Ocean's franchise - have been largely concerned with shiny surfaces, gloss and froth but British director Steve McQueen is much more interested in what lies beneath.