Reviews

You'll be—yes—giggly at how truly grim this really is. It's embarrassing watching the ego-addled Ben Affleck straining to show us what a stud he is for pulling J-Lo. The block Jenny's from is clearly made of wood, for her acting is equally dire in a would-be comic thriller from Martin Brest, who even calls in Pacino and Walken for cameos. To no avail.

Frustrating fourth from once-visionary British white soulster, again released on his own label

Raunchy bad-ass garage-sleaze

Mix of new and old future-funk

Return to form for original punks

The Radio Gnome Invisible Trilogy complete, plus selective Daevid Allen solo cuts over three CDs

First extracurricular project from New Order bassist, plus EP tracks, demos, remixes, new recordings and bonus CD of old but unreleased material

Hardboiled Hong Kong cop drama marks new departure for the genre

Laughably misguided sci-fi romance

No, not the dodgy '80s pop starlet but an even dodgier Heath Ledger vehicle which lasted, ooh, minutes in the cinema. Heath's a priest investigating a possible murder within the murky corridors of the Catholic Church, in a role which has Antonio-Banderasturned-this-down written all over it. Gothic horror ensues, but your stomach will churn for all the wrong reasons.