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Bollywood Queen

Bright, polished but ultimately lightweight Britcom about a forbidden romance between a London girl of Indian parents (Preeya Kalidas) and a white English boy (James McAvoy), Jeremy Wooding and former NME editor Neil Spencer's debut feature rehashes a bog-standard culture-clash plot. The incorporation of Hindi film song-and-dance numbers into a naturalistic story is a nice touch, but at heart this is the kind of creaky yarn that might have made a generic TV drama at best.

Targets

IN 1966, ROGER CORMAN MADE an offer to young assistant Peter Bogdanovich that the wannabe director couldn't refuse. Corman had two days left to run on a contract with Boris Karloff, and the challenge was this: use that time to film 20 minutes of new material with the veteran actor, edit in another 20 minutes of Karloff footage from Corman's The Terror, shoot another 40 minutes with other actors, then stitch the lot together. The result was Bogdanovich's first and, arguably, greatest movie.

Choppers’ Paradise

First part of Tarantino's kick-ass grindhouse homage testifies to his awesome directorial development

Slaid Cleaves – Wishbones

Long-awaited return of New England philosophy major-cum-troubadour

Rob Ellis – Music For The Home Vol 2

Second full-length adventure in uneasy listening from PJ Harvey collaborator

Lonesome Travails

Exquisitely bittersweet, pain-blasted country-rock from America's West Coast

The Doors – Boot Yer Butt!

Comprehensive 'official bootleg' four-CD set compiled by Robbie Krieger

The Fog Of War

Stunning documentary/interview with former US Defence Secretary

Raising Victor Vargas

Peter Stollett's refreshing debut is somewhere between Larry Clark's Kids and a witty Lower East Side comedy of manners. It takes a hugely charismatic teen cast, light docu-style shooting and a textured screenplay and then follows eponymous virgin-surgeon Victor (Victor Rasuk) and his embattled Latino clan over one momentous and hormonally challenged summer.

Bodysong

Innovative, much admired collage documentary about mankind's physical journey from cradle to grave, culled from 100 years of archive footage by Simon Pummell and graced with an avant-rock score by Radiohead's Jonny Greenwood. Bodysong is hypnotically beautiful in small doses, even if Pummell comes across in the interviews as rather too pleased with a cod-profound idea which, in any case, Godfrey Reggio and Philip Glass pioneered much more convincingly 20 years ago in Koyaanisqatsi.
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