Reviews

You'd think that seven films lasting up to 90 minutes each would offer limitless space for a thorough examination of the past, present and future of the blues, but Martin Scorsese's grand concept adds up to less than the sum of its parts.

Incendiary material from 2003 Euro tour

Heavy rock: Music made by the intellectually challenged for 13-year-olds. To be sung as if your nads are in the process of dropping. It's funny: finally people have realised this, chuckling 'ironically' as they buy Darkness records and now enjoy the broad comic strokes of School Of Rock, which is directed by the highly unlikely figure of Richard Linklater. It's set alight, however, by the highly broad figure of Jack Black, a man who can't help but be funny in everything he does.

Mexican-Canadian-French singer pursues global stylings

Handy two-for-one deal on leftfield psych-funk obscurities

The band inevitably dubbed the "Japanese Kraftwerk"

Dylan sidekick's country-rock debut gets dusted down 30 years on

Julia Roberts teaches posh girls to be defiant

Sean Connery's over-inflated reputation allows him to text his dozy performance in. He's not the only one snoozing through an utterly uninspired, token "imagining" of Alan Moore's superb comic book. A low-rent X-Men, with clunking script outdone only by haphazard effects and nonsensical action sequences. And the supposed "invisible man" is rubbish.

The cult of Michael Moore reaches back to '94 for his non-documentary debut, a satirical comedy about a PR-inspired American war with Canada that pushes all the Moore-ish buttons (rapid-fire jibes about corporate domination, hawkish Republicans, arms proliferation and conspiracy theories) while remaining alarmingly unfunny.