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Richard Jobson's debut is full of abiding images that linger long after the final credits.

It's a treat, a banger if you will.

An affecting blend of warm comedy and high pathos, The Boys Are Back brings an unusual all-male perspective to its otherwise familiar themes of domesticity, death and dysfunction.

Worthy, entertaining, but suffers in places from heavy-handedness.

Writer/director Richard Bracewell uses Andrew Hewitt's eerie soundtrack, darkness and dead space to produce a disjointed, slightly disturbing viewing experience.

Strathie succeeds in capturing a bit of the Spielberg-style magic he's aiming for and in quieter scenes where we're allowed to experience wonder instead of being told what to feel, it's an enchanting experience.

The melodramatic undercurrents flow backwards into an ocean of absurdity.

Borg's assured direction and the cinematography of Christopher Ross (of darker Eden Lake and London to Brighton fame) maintain a noir-like chiaroscuro style throughout.

What is his dream? To beat the World Hour Record. What’s that? You bicycle solo round an indoor track for 60 minutes. Is this cinematically rewarding, or understandable? No.

I Am Not A Serial Killer strikes rhythmic beats with precision as the story progresses.

The world of Kevin & Perry has a misplaced sweetness.

What matters more is whether this mixture of stunt riding spectacle and tongue-in-cheek works. Surprisingly, it does. Almost.

I don’t know what irritated me more: the film’s cosy predictability and thematic conservatism or its insufferably mawkish tone.

For a feelgood movie, it is surprisingly slow.

Parmar’s film scores with its central partnership, glowing like a strand of saffron at the heart of the mix.

Nauseatingly saccharine.

One of the series' main strengths is making its protagonists thirtysomethings, broadening the scope of the plot.

A polished, well-made comedy short.

Though the film had its moments - mostly in the deliciously playful nature of Shakespeare's dialogue - it's hard to see it matching the success of other recent adaptations of the Bard.

A solid little film which delivers well within the scope of its simple ambition.

Pathetic.

The dismal decline in the quality of British films continues apace.