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Offers a wealth of engaging detail

All credibility and tension, manifested during the bulk of the film, is completely robbed at the final hurdle by a ludicrous ending.

Cargo gets scuppered by its serpentine story, which is more confusing than compelling.

This is a film that takes no prisoners. It will live long in the memory.

In his attempt to avoid Western cliches, Winterbottom is in danger of going too far the other way.

Mullan, as usual, blends his trademark emotional rawness and understatement of gesture to powerful effect.

Scott’s beacon of light is swallowed up by Stone and Beresford’s heavy-handedness.

It is, of course, Mullan’s film. He brings gravitas and emotional complexity to a story which could easily have collapsed otherwise.

Photographer-turned-director Jake Gavin brings maturity and warmth to his debut feature.

Sound fades into nothing and the pace slows

The film is so well written that the magic realistic aspect of Helen's apparition in places where she could never be is acceptable as a plot device.

There's a proper sense of adventure and the scale of the story is appropriate for a great legend. Unfortunately the sword it all revolves around looks as if it came from Poundstretcher.

Long Distance Information depicts that phone call so well, the stilted awkwardness as you ask about things you don't care about.

The sex scene, like so much else in this film, is faintly ludicrous.

It's not so much kitchen sink, as tenement trauma.

The humour and emotion are so sharp you might not feel them at the time, but Mullan's film cuts deep and leaves its mark.

Mullan brings a gruff, no-nonsense persona to his role, making Frank's emotional journey well worth taking.

If this wasn't based on fact, no one would believe the sight of it.

There's talk of everything from self-fulfilling prophecies to Schrodinger's Cat but no amount of cod philosophy and cod psychology can distract from the fact that this is a very familiar formula.

Danny Boyle directs with the right balance of tension and wit, never forgetting that violence begets violence as one thing leads to another.

While the craft remains faultless, the effect becomes like walking through a beautiful gallery, with each painting looking lovely but with little connection to the one before or after.

The film rattles along at a fair pace, peppered with gentle warmth and good humour.

True North is an unremittingly grim and claustrophobic portrayal of life in desperate circumstances, but it's engagingly told, threaded through with humour, and it makes for compulsive viewing.

Its comedy leaps barricades.

What really stands out in Tyrannosaur, however, are the towering performances.

The film takes time to gather pace and discover its true direction. Once there, the story takes hold and won’t let go.

A good yarn well paced and well made.

This fine array of actors is charged with safeguarding a plot as weak and confused as a newborn kitten.

Emotion stains the walls of this period film like gutter waste.