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David O Russell's latest - a shaggy dog mystery with a deliberate air of penny dreadfuls - could do with more straightforward narrative and fewer screwball convolutions.

The film has soul rather than unity of purpose.

You have to care for these people to give a damn. That's hard.

As a study of damaged masculinity and sexuality, Bullhead has a lot more depth than the crime thriller it started off as.

This is a story of artists and models, the common outsider's perception that art is about creating fantasies, the much more challenging reality that it's about drawing out truth.

Bob may have the beefed up body of a bouncer but Hardy continually emphasises his softer, hesitant side, his body language screaming flight even though he is built to fight.

The pace is slower than a trot

While the tension of the build up to the initial disaster on the submarine is well-handled, Vinterberg struggles to dovetail that with his other plot lines.

The filmmakers keep you wondering about the characters and their motives throughout.

Too niche to reach

As entertaining as the above is with its two charismatic leads, it is not an especially novel path for a 'crime couple' thriller to take, and it is in the last act that Racer kind of goes off the rails.

The lady can't keep her clothes on. It's part of the training

Rust And Bone is the rarest of cinematic delights - poignant, provocative and profoundly visceral.

Supergirl, here at least, isn't a double identity. It's maybe not even one.

The film looks right but feels strangely familiar