Prepare yourself for a relentless onslaught of legendary British voices, classic Aardman stylings, slick 3D and more Christmas spirit than you could shake even a really big candy cane at – it could only be Arthur Christmas. And it’s totally, overwhelmingly charming, just like you knew it would be. What are you doing on a computer? Just go and watch it, Scrooge – and would it kill you to wear a snazzy jumper?
We love films. Well, we love most of them. Some of them are only OK, and some of them we’d like to get our greasy paws on and re-cast and re-direct all together. Here are five of them, because ten would have gotten me over-excited and I’d never be able to settle for my nap otherwise.
It must be a right pain in the proverbial to be one of those directors who is only known for one project. Sure, that project may be the last four films in the Harry Potter franchise and has made him very rich and very famous – but let’s spare a thought for those nineteen years prior to Hogwarts with this week’s David Yates Cheat Sheet shall we?
See you at da party Richter!
Blackbeard trades his tricorn for a crown.
Having escaped Cemetary Junction and successfully humoured the flashbacks of a fool, Felicity Jones has finally been promoted to lead burger-flipper in this derivative, predictable and utterly charming amalgam of Bridget Jones‘ self-deprecating humour and Notting Hill‘s transatlantic romance.