Rarely has a film with so much hype failed so horribly to deliver. Director Tony Gilroy seems to think he could get away with remaking the first Bourne, except without the amnesia. Or the excitement, characters, wit, joy, love interest, narrative, decent plot or action sequences. The fourth film, with its ‘wider conspiracy’ and all those ‘rewards for paying attention’ we were promised, is entirely uninspiring and utterly soulless.

Back on our screens for what feels like the umpteenth time this year, Jeremy Renner aims to take over from Matt Damon in The Bourne Legacy. Whether life imitates art and the actor finds himself at the centre of another, very real mission impossible, you should probably swat up on The Other Avenger as it looks like he’s undoubtedly here to stay.

And wins.

Baddies, but no civilians, get hurt in motorbike chase.

Guess where it takes place?

YOU GO JERENNER, DO ALL THE THINGS

The wait is finally over! After no fewer than four stand-alone prequels, the giants of Marvel’s metahuman stable explode onto the silver screen in a joyous orgy of action, wit and great big hammers. Visionary director Joss Whedon pulls off the ultimate balancing act as Earth’s Mightiest Heroes™ settle their differences for one of the most exhilarating superhero films ever.

So boring! And yet so moreish.

We still care. Honestly we do.

If you look at them really quickly at 24fps, it’s basically like a very poorly edited film that lasts half a second.