Roland Emmerich continues his heroic quest to earn the animosity of every single person on planet Earth

Fantastic writers Lawrence Kasdan and Simon Kinberg sign up for Star Wars Episodes VIII and IX! Thanks, Disney!

Mental is an oddball comedy with meaningful things to say about the proliferation of psychiatric diagnoses in today’s society. It maintains an interesting narrative on the latent craziness that exists in all of us, and when the comedy is derived from this rapport with the audience it is exceedingly satisfying to watch. On the other hand, the majority of the film is utter, utter wank. Mental is as stable as a schizophrenic, but ultimately you’ll be the one lobotomised.

Heeey look it’s Jordana Brewster! What’s she been up to lately? Sod all? What a shock!

In related news, Rupert Sanders is still sleeping in the dog house

If your kid gets possessed, just put it down and start over. This ends our Public Service Announcement

It may only be the second iteration of the Irish Film Festival London, but despite its brief history the festival is already turning heads. Featuring some rather interesting pieces, this festival showcases some of the most well-received Irish films from the last year. Irish film-making is very much alive and present. The festival commences this Wednesday, 21st November 2012. Here are some of the highlights

Punch, punch, Tom Cruise, punch, snappy one-liner, punch, Werner Herzog, Tom Cruise, punch…

The force is strong with Colin Trevorrow, but Brad Bird’s gone and flown away.

I, Anna features tremendous performances by its leads, but this is not enough to sustain the viewer through a lackadaisical and uninteresting plot. Initially intriguing but ultimately forgettable, the film is never as thrilling, meaningful or insightful as it would like to be. Although it calls itself Film Noir, I, Anna is somewhere closer to beige.