An all-star cast can’t quite make up for a mediocre script in this summer’s canine caper. Though Owen Wilson, Keifer Sutherland, Emma Stone and more all give fine performances in a believable CGI romp, there’s not enough animal magic to make us care about them.

Nicolas Cage with crazy hair and a rawhide trench coat – can you ask for much more from an afternoon of cinematic entertainment?

Step Up 3D has lots of very talented dancers in it, which is all well and good. Unfortunately, not a single one of them could act their way out of a damp paper bag. Which is not so good. This film will definitely be a waste of your time, unless you’re 14 years old and think that a plot is somewhere to grow vegetables.

One expects this film’s curious title to be a weak pun on the surnames of the lead characters. One would be wrong. The name, ‘Knight,’ is tenuously linked to Cruise’s character but other than that there is no explanation for it. This lazy and incomprehensible title becomes rather apt for a film which does not require you to leave your brains at the door but rather put them in a lead lined box from which there is no escape.

I love horror films! Well, more accurately, I love the viewing experience of horror films. Not so much the fearsome aftermath of shaking in my pyjamas at 3oclock in the morning not daring to leave my bed to go to the toilet. Despite this, you can imagine my delight when it was announced that Film 4’s annual FrightFest had landed in London. Held at the esteemed Empire Cinema in Leicester Square, the festival is committed to supporting independent horror films and bringing lovers of the genre together for a packed programme of palpitating peril!

Jen wasn’t the only one who felt strapped to her seat whilst experiencing The Bounty Hunter. Joyless, clichéd and hackneyed, we never want to watch Gerard Butler in a rom-com again. Do you hear us Gerard? Do you?

Stone takes us South – but he doesn’t take us deep.

Despite a few hair-raising moments and some impressive CGI, there’s just no substance beneath all the fluff of Cats and Dogs 2: The Revenge of Kitty Galore.

As a biopic, Gainsbourg utterly fails to deliver. Fortunately, a biopic is exactly what it isn’t. Offering a stylised and stylish insight into one of France’s great cultural icons, this film is unmissable.

Karate just isn’t cool anymore. It is a sad state of affairs that, aside from pasty nerds doing high kicks in front of their bedroom mirrors (i.e. me), most modern youths would sooner knife their enemies than face off against them in the dojo as an eighties synth-pop tune plays. So has Harald Zwart’s remake of The Karate Kid rehabilitated karate for modern youths? Hardly – Jaden Smith’s ‘Karate’ kid Dre actually learns Kung Fu, not Karate, cynically cashing-in on the original’s good name and contributing to the feeling that the whole film is an empty, if harmless exercise in raising the profile of Will Smith’s son