The fundamental tension here isn't whether bipolar salesman Barry (Adam Sandler) will end up with doe-eyed English executive Lena (Emily Watson). No, the question here is one of authorship. At a snappy 97 minutes, detailing Sandler's eccentric but essentially loveable dufus, his explosive temper and wacky air-miles scam, it fits neatly into the Sandler lineage. Yet, with Sandler's broader antics leavened by long tracking shots and static arthouse takes, the film is recognisably the work of pop-auteur Paul Thomas Anderson.

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Another pop classic from Prince of Pioneer Valley

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Haunting, minimalist road movie takes left-field Drugstore Cowboy director back to his roots

Dark, melancholic 1974 solo offering from the thinking person's Byrd

Swiftly-recorded follow-up from scuzz-rock trio

Cynical, articulate UK singer-songwriter sends home thoughts from abroad

Three-disc overview of Billy Idol's brigade