Film Pick UK

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐  A girl is raped and murdered in a small town and nobody is particularly interested in finding out who did it. Except her mother Mildred who finds a way to make the local police sit up and take notice. Played by Frances McDormand Mildred is a force to be reckoned with and the audience are with her all the way. The film tackles some very serious issues but does so with a humour that is exquisitely dark and deeply satisfying. Martin McDonagh skillfully ends the film on a poignant and thought provoking note. © Theresa Collins

I am often asked what gets a film onto my top ten film list? So I'll try to answer that question.  Obviously it has to be a great film, but what does that mean? Well firstly all the aspects that make up a film must be good; script, story, acting, direction, cinematography, music, editing. If a film has all these things and you enjoyed the film, then it’s a good film, right? Yes. . .  But is it a great film? Any list is of course very personal and highly subjective, To quote from ‘When Harry met Sally’ “Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humour, but they couldn’t possibly all have good taste”. ‘When Harry Met Sally’ is a great film deserving of a spot in anyone’s top ten list and maybe if it was Tuesday and the wind was blowing in the right direction and I was in the right mood I would put it there. To be 'great' a film must have staying power. It may be of its time but must prove itself to be timeless. Because of this I would say a film  can't  ho

The first film I ever saw in a cinema was The Sound of Music at The Odeon Astoria, Finsbury Park. I clearly remember waiting for the bus with my Mum and my Aunt. It was a chilly grey day and the wind almost blew me over. We seemed to wait an eternity for that bus and I had only a very sketchy understanding of where we were going. We were cold and glad to arrive, stepping through the door I immediately knew this was something special, a hushed world of wonder, a star shaped fountain in the middle of the foyer trickled. I was so entranced by the foyer that I had to be persuaded into the auditorium with the promise that I would see it again on the way out. Once inside however another world was revealed to me, the vast high ceiling was studded with tiny lights like stars. I thought I had entered a fairyland in which day had suddenly turned to night. The enormous arch which framed the screen looked like a castle and all around seemed to be little houses. I wanted to live there, I never