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The Devil Wears Prada — Fashion, Power, and the Quiet Cost of Becoming Someone Else

There are films that arrive with a burst of hype and then fade, and there are films that quietly embed themselves in the culture, quoted, referenced, and revisited long after their release. The Devil Wears Prada (2006) belongs firmly in the second category. On paper, it’s a workplace comedy set in the fashion industry. In practice, it’s a film about power, identity, and the subtle, creeping cost of ambition — all wrapped in the immaculate tailoring of a Meryl Streep performance so controlled it borders on mythic.

Anne Hathaway plays Andrea “Andy” Sachs, the earnest journalism graduate who stumbles into a job at Runway magazine, a job she neither wants nor respects. Hathaway gives Andy a kind of open‑faced sincerity that makes her early awkwardness painful to watch: the shapeless sweaters, the clunky shoes, the hopeful smile that dies a little each time someone looks her up and down. She is the outsider in a world that speaks a language she doesn’t understand.

And then there is Miranda Priestly. Meryl Streep doesn’t play Miranda so much as inhabit her — a performance built on micro‑expressions, glacial pauses, and a voice so soft it forces everyone around her to lean in. It’s one of those rare performances where the actor’s restraint becomes the source of the character’s power. Streep strips away the clichés of the “boss from hell” and replaces them with something far more interesting: a woman who has survived in a world that punishes softness, and who has learned to weaponise precision, silence, and expectation.

Miranda is also, crucially, not remotely PC — and that’s part of her enduring fascination. She doesn’t flatter, she doesn’t soften her language, and she doesn’t pretend to care about the emotional comfort of the people around her. She judges ruthlessly, dismisses incompetence without apology, and expects the world to meet her standards rather than the other way around. In 2026, when workplaces are drenched in HR‑approved phrasing and corporate empathy theatre, Miranda’s bluntness feels almost radical. She is a relic of an older professional culture — one where excellence was demanded, not negotiated — and the film never tries to sand down her edges. It lets her be formidable, exacting, and occasionally cruel, because that is the truth of who she is.

Andy’s journey begins with humiliation. Her early days at Runway are a blur of ringing phones, impossible demands, and the constant sense that she is one mistake away from being fired. Emily Blunt, in her breakout role as senior assistant Emily Charlton, plays her with a brittle, hilarious desperation — a woman who has built her entire identity around serving Miranda and who sees Andy as an unworthy intruder. Blunt’s performance is sharp, funny, and tinged with sadness; she is the loyal soldier who has given everything to a system that will never love her back.

The turning point comes when Andy, after yet another icy dismissal from Miranda, decides she has had enough of being the office joke. With the help of Nigel — Stanley Tucci at his warmest and most quietly devastating — she undergoes the famous transformation. The clothes change first: Chanel boots, sleek coats, immaculate tailoring. But the real transformation is internal. Andy learns the rhythms of the office, anticipates Miranda’s needs, and begins to excel. Hathaway plays this shift beautifully, letting Andy’s confidence bloom even as the audience senses the cost.

Because the cost is real. As Andy rises, her old life begins to fray. Adrian Grenier’s Nate becomes the embodiment of the life she is drifting away from — supportive at first, then resentful, then quietly alienated. Her friends roll their eyes at her new priorities. Andy herself starts to feel the dissonance between who she was and who she is becoming. The film never condemns her ambition, but it does show how ambition can quietly rearrange your values when you’re not paying attention.

Paris is where everything crystallises. The city is a dreamscape of fashion and power, but it is also where Andy sees Miranda’s humanity for the first time. Streep allows tiny cracks to appear in the armour: the tremor in her voice when she mentions her failing marriage, the flicker of fear when she realises her position at Runway is under threat. These moments don’t soften Miranda; they deepen her. They show the cost of being a woman at the top of a world that still expects women to apologise for their success.

And then comes the betrayal — not of Andy, but of Nigel. Tucci plays the scene with heartbreaking dignity, the quiet devastation of a man who has given everything to an industry that discards him in a heartbeat. Miranda sacrifices him to save herself, and Andy sees, with painful clarity, the kind of person she would have to become if she stayed on this path. It’s not that Miranda is evil. It’s that she is pragmatic in a way Andy cannot be without losing herself.

The moment Andy walks away — throwing her phone into the Paris fountain — is not a triumphant escape. It’s a moment of self‑recognition. She has reached the edge of who she is willing to be. When she returns to New York, she is not the naïve graduate who started the film, but someone who has seen the machinery of power up close and chosen not to be consumed by it.

The final scene between Andy and Miranda is one of the most quietly perfect endings in modern cinema. Andy sees Miranda on the street. Miranda pretends not to notice her. But once inside her car, she allows herself the smallest, most private smile — a smile that acknowledges respect, recognition, and perhaps even affection. It is the closest the film comes to a reconciliation, and it is enough.

What makes The Devil Wears Prada endure is that it refuses to simplify its characters. Miranda is not a monster. Andy is not a saint. Emily is not a villain. Nigel is not a martyr. They are all people navigating a world that demands more than it gives back. The film understands the emotional complexity of female power, the loneliness of leadership, the seduction of ambition, and the quiet bravery required to walk away from something that is consuming you.

And perhaps that is why the film still resonates. It understands that growing up — truly growing up — means recognising the moment when the cost of staying outweighs the fear of leaving. Andy learns it in Paris. Many of us learn it much later. But the lesson is the same: your life is yours to shape, and no job, no matter how glamorous, is worth losing yourself for.

By Christopher Storton

Picture credit: By IMP Awards, Fair use, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=8559391
Pat Harrington’s review of the Devil Wears Prada 2 is  here
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The Devil Wears Prada 2: A Sequel Crying Out for the Old Miranda

Twenty years after leaving Runway, Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) has built a respectable career in journalism — right up until her entire newsroom is laid off by text message during an awards gala. At the same time, Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep) faces a crisis of her own: a sweatshop scandal involving a major advertiser gives corporate owner Irv Ravitz (Tibor Feldman) the excuse he’s been waiting for to interfere. Runway publishes what should have been a glossy, harmles puff piece  on a major fashion brand — only for that brand to be exposed days later for using sweatshop labour. Without Miranda’s consent,  Irv hires Andy as Runway’s new features editor, a move that lands like a diplomatic incident.

Miranda, once the terrifying high priestess of fashion, now finds herself hemmed in by HR briefings, “tone workshops,” and a younger staff who don’t instinctively recognise her authority. Print is shrinking, advertisers are restless, and the magazine is being pushed toward cheap digital churn. Andy tries to uphold real journalism, but her long‑form pieces barely register in a world ruled by algorithms.

Andy reunites with Emily Charlton (Emily Blunt) — now a high‑powered executive whose company’s aggressive pricing strategies symbolise the industry’s moral drift. Meanwhile, tech investors circle Runway, including the serenely confident mogul Evan Roth (played with icy charm by an actor clearly enjoying himself), who sees the magazine not as a cultural institution but as an underperforming asset. As the pressure mounts, Andy becomes central to Miranda’s survival strategy — not as an assistant this time, but as someone who understands both the old world and the new.

The men orbiting Miranda and Andy remain so resolutely beige they could be painted directly onto the set. Kenneth Branagh, as Miranda’s latest husband, drifts through scenes like a distinguished but faintly bewildered museum patron — present, polite, and utterly incapable of matching her gravitational pull. Peter Brammall, playing Andy’s boyfriend Peter, fares no better: a man so gently supportive and narratively weightless he feels less like a romantic partner and more like a well‑meaning flatmate who occasionally remembers they’re dating. And then there’s Stanley Tucci, returning as Nigel, the lone male presence with actual flavour — sharp, warm, and effortlessly charismatic, reminding you how much more alive this world becomes when someone on screen has a pulse stronger than chamomile tea.

Themes: What the Film Tries to Say — and How Well It Says It

The film is preoccupied with change — who drives it, who benefits from it, and who gets crushed beneath it. It contrasts Miranda’s old‑world authority with the frictionless, jargon‑heavy ideology of modern tech.

The “techno‑manosphere” is embodied in nepo‑CEO Jay Ravitz (B.J. Novak) and Emily’s boyfriend Benji Barnes (Justin Theroux), a mash‑up of Musk, Bezos, and Zuckerberg. They spout shibboleths about “cutting expenses” (meaning people) and the inevitability of technological “progress.” Benji’s mantra — “You just have to get out of the way” — is the distilled essence of their worldview: change as inevitability, disruption as moral good, efficiency as destiny.

A critical planning session with a dozen consultants takes place, improbably, in the packed company cafeteria. When Jay invites Miranda, she asks, with surgical disdain, “Do we have one of those?” It’s one of the few moments where the film remembers who she is.

But the film’s biggest misstep is Miranda herself. The original Miranda was frightening because she embodied taste, hierarchy, and institutional authority at their most refined and ruthless. Here, she has been softened into something almost unrecognisable — tidy, tamed, and constantly shadowed by the moral anxieties of 2026. When we see Miranda struggling to hang up her own coat it’s clear that something has changed. And the dialogue tells us she no longer throws her coat at assistants due to HR complaints. The film seems more interested in showing a tamed Miranda than in understanding why she worked in the first place. The result is not growth; it is defanging.

And yet, the film does land one thematic point beautifully: tech’s victory is not inevitable. Without spoiling anything, the final movement hints at a future shaped not by dashboards but by people who still believe in the value of craft. It’s a quiet, almost stealthy note of hope.

Cameos and Watchability

Despite its flaws, the film is undeniably watchable. The cameos — designers, editors, influencers, and a few sly nods to real‑world fashion royalty — give it a fizzy, knowing energy. Lady Gaga’s brief appearance is a highlight: funny, pointed, and perfectly calibrated.

The film moves briskly, the locations are gorgeous, and the cast is uniformly committed. Hathaway remains a compelling centre of gravity; Blunt steals every scene she’s in; Streep, as Miranda, even in a softened register, still radiates authority. Even the tech bros are entertaining in their buffoonery.

It’s not the sharp, cruel, diamond‑cut satire of the original — but it’s never dull.

Would I See The Devil Wears Prada 3?

Absolutely.

And I’d like to see it go further.
I’d like the PC guff — the HR euphemisms, the corporate tone‑policing, the algorithmic hand‑wringing — to be presented as outdated. I’d like a return to mean Miranda, not just as a bully, but as a woman whose authority comes from taste, judgement, and the ability to see what others can’t.

If this sequel is about the world outgrowing its monsters, the third film should be about the world realising it still needs them. Because the truth is that industries don’t collapse from cruelty; they collapse from complacency. Prada 2 imagines a landscape where the sharp edges have been sanded down, where Miranda’s authority is treated as an embarrassing relic, and where institutions believe they can replace vision with workflow and taste with metrics. But the absence of monsters doesn’t create harmony — it creates drift. Standards loosen, identities blur, and the centre of gravity shifts from people who know what they’re doing to people who know how to present what they’re doing. A third film should confront that reckoning head‑on: the uncomfortable but necessary realisation that the figures once dismissed as tyrants were often the ones holding the whole thing together. Not because they were kind, or gentle, or easy, but because they cared enough to demand more than the world found convenient. We need the monsters and we need to learn how to deal with them.

By Pat Harrington

 

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Culture Vulture 6th–12th June 2026

The countdown to the World Cup continues, and football runs through this week’s selections like a thread stitched into the cultural fabric. From 1966: The World Cup Final in Colour and Lionesses: How Football Came Home to Gareth Southgate’s thoughtful exploration of modern masculinity and Kevin Bridges’ search for the soul of the beautiful game, television seems determined to remind us why football remains far more than a sport. It is memory, identity, aspiration and sometimes national therapy.

Away from the pitch, there is plenty to tempt the curious viewer. Ken Loach reflects on a lifetime spent chronicling working-class Britain, Steven Spielberg offers perhaps his most personal film in The Fabelmans, while science fiction enthusiasts are spoiled with everything from Blade Runner 2049 and Ex Machina to documentaries tracing the genre’s history from Mary Shelley to Isaac Asimov. Add in ancient Greece, Constantine the Great, James Dean, Clint Eastwood, Billy Idol and Muhammad Ali, and the result is one of the most varied weeks of the year so far.

As always, Culture Vulture’s aim is not simply to recommend programmes but to encourage exploration. The best television and cinema take us somewhere unexpected. This week, whether that journey leads to a football stadium, a distant galaxy, an Alpine village or the Roman Empire, there are plenty of worthwhile destinations.

Saturday 6th June

The Longest Day (1962) – Film4, 1:10pm

There’s a kind of architectural grace to The Longest Day — a film built not for spectacle but for endurance. Every sequence feels placed with deliberation, every perspective a brick in a vast, collective structure. It doesn’t chase emotion; it constructs it, piece by piece, until the enormity of D‑Day becomes something you can inhabit rather than merely watch.

What’s remarkable is its refusal to narrow the lens. Instead of a single hero’s journey, we get a mosaic of nationalities and motives, each fragment carrying its own rhythm. The film’s scale becomes human precisely because it’s broken into smaller, comprehensible acts — soldiers crossing fields, commanders weighing impossible decisions, civilians caught in the undertow of history.

Shot in stark black and white, it has the clarity of reportage. There’s no glamour in the mud, no romanticism in the chaos. Even the grand set‑pieces feel matter‑of‑fact, as if the camera were recording rather than interpreting. That restraint gives the film its moral weight: it honours the event by refusing to simplify it.

What lingers is the design — the sense that you’re watching not just a film but a reconstruction of memory itself. It may lack the visceral immediacy of modern war cinema, but its precision and quiet authority have aged beautifully. The Longest Day endures because it understands that history, like architecture, is built to last.

Prometheus (2012) – 5Star, 9:00pm

Few films divide opinion quite as consistently as Prometheus, and perhaps that is part of its appeal. It is a work that reaches, sometimes beyond its grasp, but always with an evident seriousness of intent. Ridley Scott returns to a universe he helped define, yet seems determined not to repeat himself.

What emerges is less a horror film than a meditation—albeit an uneasy one—on origins and belief. The questions it raises are large, almost unwieldy: who made us, and why? And more importantly, what does it mean if the answers are not comforting?

Visually, it is often extraordinary. Scott’s control of space, light and texture transforms even the simplest scenes into something imposing. The environments feel simultaneously alien and strangely recognisable, reinforcing the film’s central unease.

Yet the narrative resists coherence at times. Characters behave unpredictably, motivations blur, and the plot occasionally strains under the weight of its ideas. But even these flaws feel oddly consistent with the film’s ambition—it is less interested in tidy storytelling than in provocation.

For all its imperfections, Prometheus remains compelling. It is a film that invites interrogation rather than passive viewing, and that alone makes it worth revisiting.

Bohemian Rhapsody (2018) – Channel 4, 9:00pm

At its core, Bohemian Rhapsody is not a biography in the strict sense, but a celebration—one that occasionally sacrifices nuance for momentum. It moves briskly through familiar milestones, selecting moments that reinforce its central narrative of rise, fall and triumphant return.

Where it falters, it does so through simplification. Complex relationships are streamlined, tensions softened, contradictions smoothed over. But the film seems unconcerned with precision. Its priorities lie elsewhere.

Those priorities become clear in its musical sequences. Here, the film shifts register entirely, allowing performance to take precedence over narrative. The energy becomes infectious, the pacing more assured, the purpose more focused.

The Live Aid reconstruction is the culmination of that approach. Meticulously staged and emotionally calibrated, it is less a re-creation than a kind of cinematic homage. It works not because it is perfect, but because it understands what the moment represents.

In the end, it is a film that succeeds through feeling rather than detail. And while it may not satisfy every expectation, it is difficult to deny its impact.

Vermiglio (2024) – BBC Four, 9:20pm

Vermiglio unfolds with remarkable patience, allowing its world to emerge gradually rather than assert itself. Set within an isolated mountain community, it captures not just a place but a way of life that feels quietly on the verge of transition.

The pacing is deliberate, almost meditative. Moments are allowed to breathe, conversations linger, silences carry weight. There is little sense of urgency, yet a subtle tension runs beneath the surface.

Visually, the film is striking in its restraint. The landscape is not presented as spectacle, but as presence—constant, watchful, shaping the lives within it. Interiors are equally carefully composed, each frame suggesting relationships before they are spoken.

What gives the film its depth is its attention to detail. Small gestures, fleeting glances, everyday routines—these become the building blocks of something much larger. It is observation elevated into storytelling.

By its conclusion, Vermiglio does not so much resolve as settle. It leaves behind an impression rather than a statement, and that impression stays with you.

Blade Runner 2049 (2017) – BBC One, 10:20pm

Sequels often struggle under the weight of expectation, but Blade Runner 2049 approaches its inheritance with unusual confidence. Rather than attempting to replicate the original, it expands upon it—both visually and philosophically.

Villeneuve’s direction is precise, almost measured. Scenes unfold with a calm assurance that allows the ideas to surface naturally. There is no rush to explain, no urgency to conclude. The film trusts its audience.

Visually, it is extraordinary. Every frame feels composed, every environment carefully realised. The scale is vast, yet the focus remains intimate. This balance between spectacle and introspection is rare, and here it is sustained throughout.

Thematically, it deepens the original’s concerns with identity and memory. What does it mean to be human? And perhaps more intriguingly, what does it mean to believe that you are?

There is a quiet melancholy running through the film, a sense of distance that never fully resolves. It gives the narrative its emotional core, even when the plot becomes secondary.

The result is a sequel that feels both respectful and independent—a continuation that justifies its own existence.

BlackBerry (2023) – Channel 4, 11:35pm

BlackBerry approaches its subject with an unexpected lightness of touch. What might have been a straightforward corporate drama instead becomes something more agile—part satire, part character study, part cautionary tale.

The story of rapid ascent is handled with energy. Innovation, ambition and a certain degree of naïveté drive the early stages, creating a sense of inevitability that feels almost exhilarating.

Then, almost imperceptibly, the tone begins to shift. Success becomes pressure, growth becomes instability, and the cracks begin to show. The transition is gradual, which makes it all the more convincing.

Performance plays a central role here. The characters are drawn with enough specificity to feel real, yet broad enough to capture the wider themes. There is humour, but also tension.

What the film ultimately captures is not just the rise and fall of a company, but the fragility of success itself. It is as much about timing as it is about innovation.

Sunday 7th June

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958) – BBC Two, 1:00pm

Adapted from Tennessee Williams, the film retains much of the play’s theatrical intensity while opening it out just enough for the screen. The result is a chamber piece charged with emotional pressure.

The performances are central. Elizabeth Taylor and Paul Newman bring a volatile chemistry that never quite settles. Their exchanges carry a sense of unfinished business, of things left unsaid.

Beneath the surface lies a network of tensions—family, identity, expectation—that never fully resolve. The film thrives on this instability.

Dialogue does much of the work, but it is supported by careful staging and pacing. Scenes are allowed to unfold without interruption, creating a sense of accumulation.

It is a film that operates as much in what it withholds as in what it reveals.

The Beautiful Game (2024) – Channel 4, 3:35pm

Football provides the framework, but the film’s interests lie elsewhere. It uses the sport as a means of exploring dignity, resilience and the possibility of redemption.

The narrative is straightforward, but effective. Each character brings a different perspective, allowing the themes to emerge organically rather than being imposed.

There is a warmth to the storytelling that carries it through its more predictable moments. It never feels cynical, even when it leans towards sentiment.

Visually, it keeps things grounded. The emphasis remains on people rather than spectacle.

By the end, it is less about victory than about recognition—of self, of worth, of possibility.

Unforgiven (1992) – BBC Two, 10:45pm

Unforgiven dismantles the mythology of the western with quiet precision. It does not reject the genre outright, but it questions its assumptions at every turn.

Eastwood’s performance is central to that process. His character carries the weight of history—both personal and cinematic. Every action feels deliberate, considered.

Violence is presented without glamour. Its consequences are immediate and lasting, stripping away any sense of heroism.

The film’s pacing reflects its themes. It moves slowly, allowing tension to build without release.

What remains is something far more complex than a traditional western. It is a reflection on memory, regret and the stories we tell ourselves.

The Damned United (2009) – BBC One, 11:30pm

At first glance, it looks like a football film — the dugouts, the touchline fury, the familiar choreography of triumph and disaster. But The Damned United is really something narrower and far more revealing: a character study disguised as a sports drama. Brian Clough isn’t presented as a legend in waiting but as a man caught between swagger and self‑doubt, ambition and insecurity. The film is less interested in what he won than in what it cost him to want it so badly.

Michael Sheen captures that contradiction with unnerving precision. His Clough is magnetic one moment and brittle the next, a man who performs confidence because he cannot bear to show how fragile he feels underneath. Sheen plays him as someone who needs the room to love him but fears the moment they stop. It’s a performance built on tension — the kind that flickers behind the eyes rather than erupts in speeches.

The film’s structure helps enormously. By focusing on a single, disastrous chapter of Clough’s career, it avoids the sprawl of the traditional biopic. Instead, it becomes a study in pressure: the Leeds job as crucible, as mirror, as trap. The narrowness gives it clarity. We’re not watching a life; we’re watching a moment that defines one.

There’s humour here — sharp, needling, often at Clough’s expense — but it’s threaded with discomfort. The film refuses to indulge in easy admiration. It understands that charisma can be corrosive, that brilliance can shade into self‑destruction, and that the line between confidence and delusion is thinner than most of us would like to admit.

In the end, The Damned United is as much about failure as success, and that’s what makes it compelling. It’s a portrait of a man who wanted greatness so fiercely that he almost broke himself chasing it — and a reminder that sometimes the most interesting stories are the ones where things fall apart.

Monday 8th June

Bridge of Spies (2015) – Film4, 8:00pm

Spielberg treats the Cold War not as spectacle but as moral geometry — a landscape of lines, boundaries and quiet negotiations. The film moves with deliberate calm, its tension drawn from the spaces between words rather than the explosions that usually define the genre. It’s a story about decency under pressure, and the courage required to remain ordinary when the world demands extremes.

Tom Hanks anchors it with a performance of quiet conviction. His character, James Donovan, is not a man of grand gestures but of steady principles. In a world of paranoia and posturing, his restraint becomes radical. Hanks plays him as someone who believes that fairness is not naïve but necessary — that the law, even when inconvenient, is the last defence against chaos.

Visually, the film is composed like a negotiation itself: muted tones, careful framing, the chill of divided Berlin rendered with painterly precision. Spielberg’s camera doesn’t shout; it listens. Every shot feels weighed, every silence deliberate. The result is a film that trusts its audience to feel the gravity of diplomacy without the need for spectacle.

All of Us Strangers (2023) – Channel 4, 10:00pm

All of Us Strangers moves like a dream you’re not entirely sure you want to wake from — drifting between memory, imagination and lived experience with a kind of emotional weightlessness. It resists the usual scaffolding of narrative, choosing instead to follow the currents of feeling: uncertain, searching, unresolved. The film’s pacing mirrors its themes, as if time itself were hesitating.

The performances carry the film’s emotional charge. There’s a vulnerability here that never feels engineered — a kind of openness that allows the smallest gestures to land with surprising force. Andrew Scott, in particular, plays grief as something porous, a state that leaks into everything without ever announcing itself.

Relationships are drawn with unusual care. Nothing is simplified, nothing forced into neat arcs. Instead, the film allows complexity to emerge gradually, like a photograph developing in slow motion. The connections feel fragile but real, shaped as much by what is unsaid as by what is spoken.

Visually, the film walks a delicate line between realism and abstraction. Interiors glow with a soft, uncanny warmth; exteriors feel slightly out of reach, as though the world were being remembered rather than observed. It’s a film that understands how memory distorts even as it preserves.

All of Us Strangers doesn’t tie its threads together; it lets them drift, trusting that the audience will feel the shape of what can’t quite be articulated.


Tuesday 9th June

The Fabelmans (2022)

Film4, 9:00pm

Spielberg turns the camera on himself — or at least on the emotional terrain of his childhood. The Fabelmans is a film about the birth of an artist, but also about the fractures and loyalties of family life. It’s tender, painful, funny and occasionally startling in its honesty. What makes it so affecting is the way Spielberg balances the mythmaking of cinema with the messiness of real life. The film understands that art can be both an escape and a reckoning.

The performances are uniformly superb. Michelle Williams gives one of her finest turns as a woman torn between duty and desire, while Paul Dano brings quiet, heartbreaking dignity to a father who cannot quite understand the world his son is entering. The film’s emotional centre, though, is Gabriel LaBelle, who plays the young Spielberg with a mixture of vulnerability and fierce creative instinct.

What lingers is the film’s generosity. Even when depicting pain, it refuses to be cruel. It is a work of memory — imperfect, selective, but deeply felt. A late‑career masterpiece.

Muhammad Ali Night

BBC Four, from 10:00pm

A portrait of a man whose influence extended far beyond sport. Ali remains one of the most charismatic figures of the 20th century, and the documentaries capture both his brilliance and his contradictions. The programmes avoid hagiography, instead presenting a man who was equal parts poet, fighter, activist and showman.

Brexit: A Very British Civil War (Part Two)

BBC Two, 11:00pm

The conclusion of a story that continues to shape British public life. The documentary is clear‑eyed without being cynical, tracing the political and cultural fractures that remain unresolved.

Science Fiction in the Atomic Age: Mary Shelley to Isaac Asimov

Sky Arts, 11:00pm

A quietly absorbing journey through the roots of a genre that has always doubled as a cultural pressure gauge. What the programme understands — and articulates beautifully — is that science fiction isn’t really about the future at all. It’s about the present: the fears we can’t name, the hopes we barely admit, the technologies we suspect might outgrow us.

Tracing a line from Frankenstein to Foundation gives the documentary a pleasing sweep. Mary Shelley’s gothic anxiety about creation and responsibility sits surprisingly comfortably beside Asimov’s cool, rational visions of robotics and empire. The programme treats these works not as curiosities but as milestones in our evolving relationship with science — each one a marker of what humanity was afraid of, or yearning for, at a particular moment.

What makes it compelling is its refusal to flatten the genre into a single narrative. Instead, it shows how science fiction has always been a conversation: between writers and readers, between imagination and technology, between dread and possibility. The Atomic Age becomes a kind of crucible, where fear of annihilation and excitement about progress coexist uneasily.

By the end, you’re left with a sense of continuity — that the questions Shelley posed in the 19th century are still with us, simply wearing new clothes. The documentary doesn’t try to answer them. It just reminds us why we keep asking.

Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)

ITV1, 11:00pm

Terminator 2 remains one of those rare sequels that doesn’t just outdo its predecessor — it redefines the terrain entirely. What James Cameron achieves here is a kind of muscular elegance: action cinema engineered with the precision of a machine and the emotional pulse of something unmistakably human. The film moves with propulsive force, yet never feels rushed; every set‑piece is earned, every beat calibrated.

What surprises, even now, is the emotional undercurrent. Beneath the molten steel, the chases, the relentless forward motion, there’s a story about connection — unlikely, fragile, and all the more affecting for it. Arnold Schwarzenegger’s T‑800, once a symbol of implacable threat, becomes a study in programmed compassion, while Linda Hamilton’s Sarah Connor is transformed into something fierce, haunted and utterly compelling.

Visually, the film still feels astonishingly modern. The liquid‑metal T‑1000 remains one of cinema’s great creations, not because of the effects alone but because of the cold, unsettling grace with which it moves. Cameron understands that technology is most frightening when it feels inevitable.

More than three decades on, T2 hasn’t lost its edge. It’s still the benchmark — the film that proved action cinema could be thrilling, intelligent and unexpectedly tender, all at once.

Mean Streets (1973)

Film4, 11:55pm

Mean Streets still feels like a live wire — raw, restless, and vibrating with the energy of a filmmaker discovering his voice in real time. Scorsese’s breakthrough isn’t polished; it isn’t meant to be. It moves with the jittery rhythm of the neighbourhood it depicts, a world where loyalty is currency and guilt is a constant, unpayable debt. You don’t watch it so much as get pulled into its orbit.

Harvey Keitel’s Charlie is the film’s uneasy centre of gravity, a man trying to balance faith, obligation and the gravitational pull of old streets that refuse to let him go. He’s torn between the life he wants and the life he owes — a tension Scorsese renders with a kind of bruised tenderness. Charlie’s moral compass spins, but never quite settles.

Then there’s De Niro’s Johnny Boy, a performance that still feels dangerous. He’s chaos in a leather jacket — charming, reckless, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. The chemistry between Keitel and De Niro is electric, the kind that suggests a lifetime of shared history even when the script leaves it unspoken.

What gives the film its enduring power is its authenticity. Scorsese isn’t mythologising the streets; he’s remembering them — the bars, the debts, the rituals of masculinity, the way violence can erupt from nothing and return to nothing just as quickly. It’s a portrait of a community that traps as much as it sustains.

Half a century on, Mean Streets still crackles. It’s messy, alive, and utterly sincere — a film that understands how hard it is to leave the places that shaped you, even when you know you should.


Wednesday 10th June

Constantine the Great

PBS America, 8:50pm

History on an epic scale as the life of the Roman emperor unfolds. The documentary traces Constantine’s rise with clarity and sweep, showing how one man’s political instincts and religious convictions reshaped the ancient world. It’s a reminder that empires turn on personalities as much as armies.

Riddick (2013)

Sky One, 9:00pm

Riddick is the franchise stripped back to its sinew — no prophecy, no operatic world‑building, just a man, a hostile planet and the stubborn will to outlive whatever wants him dead. It’s a return to the lean, survivalist instincts that made the character compelling in the first place. The film moves with a kind of simplicity, as if clearing its throat after the bloated mythology of Chronicles.

Vin Diesel slips back into the role with the ease of someone putting on a well‑worn jacket. His Riddick is still all gravel and glare, but there’s a sharper edge here — a sense of calculation beneath the brute force. The film gives him room to be cunning rather than merely indestructible, and that shift makes the action feel more grounded, more earned.

The setup is classic pulp: abandoned on a sun‑scorched world, hunted by mercenaries who underestimate him, and stalked by creatures that definitely don’t. But the execution has a pleasing clarity. Director David Twohy knows exactly what kind of film he’s making — a survival thriller with sci‑fi trimmings — and he doesn’t clutter it with unnecessary lore.

What emerges is a story that feels oddly refreshing in its directness. No grand destinies, no cosmic stakes, just a man trying to stay alive long enough to get off the rock he’s been left on. It’s not profound, but it is satisfying — a reminder that sometimes the most effective sequels are the ones that remember what worked in the first place.

Ken Loach Remembers

BBC Four, 10:05pm

A reflective, moving look back at a career spent chronicling working‑class Britain. Loach speaks with the clarity and compassion that have defined his work for decades. There’s a sense of summing up here — not nostalgia, but a quiet reckoning with the stories he felt compelled to tell.

The Old Oak (2023)

BBC Four, 10:20pm

The Old Oak feels like a final note held just a little longer than expected — quiet, steady, and full of the moral clarity that has defined Loach’s career. Set in a former mining town hollowed out by decades of loss, the film watches what happens when a community already on its knees is asked to absorb even more change. There’s no sentimentality here, just the hard, necessary work of people trying to live alongside one another.

Loach treats migration not as a political talking point but as a human encounter: awkward, fraught, hopeful, and often tender in ways that catch you off guard. The pub at the film’s centre becomes a kind of pressure chamber, a place where old grievances and new possibilities collide. It’s a setting Loach understands instinctively — the last communal room in a town that has lost almost everything else.

What gives the film its quiet power is its belief in connection. Not easy connection, not the tidy kind that resolves itself by the credits, but the slow, fragile kind built through shared meals, shared stories, and the recognition of mutual struggle. Loach has always been at his best when he shows solidarity not as a slogan but as a practice, and The Old Oak is steeped in that sensibility.

As a final chapter, it feels right. Not triumphant, not despairing — simply honest. A filmmaker taking one last look at the people he has spent a lifetime championing, and offering them, and us, a measure of hope.

Witches: Truth Behind the Trials

National Geographic, 10:00pm

An examination of fear, power and one of history’s most enduring moral panics. The documentary digs into the social and political forces that fuelled witch trials, showing how hysteria becomes a tool for control.

Up the Junction

BBC Four, 12:25am

Up the Junction still lands with the force of something freshly made — raw, unvarnished, and unwilling to soften its edges for comfort. It’s one of those rare pieces of television that feels like a rupture, a reminder of just how radical British TV once dared to be. The film’s honesty is almost abrasive: no sentimentality, no tidy resolutions, just the lived reality of working‑class women navigating a world that offers them little and judges them for taking even that.

What makes it endure is its refusal to look away. The performances have a documentary immediacy, the kind that makes you forget you’re watching actors at all. The social commentary isn’t delivered as message but as experience — embedded in the rhythms of daily life, the choices constrained by circumstance, the quiet tragedies that accumulate.

Half a century on, its power hasn’t dimmed. If anything, its clarity feels sharper now, a reminder of a time when television didn’t just reflect society but confronted it.


Thursday 11th June

The Making of King Arthur

BBC Four, 8:00pm

A thoughtful exploration of Britain’s most enduring legend — part history, part myth, part national mirror. The programme traces how Arthur has been reinvented across centuries, reflecting the hopes and anxieties of each era.

James Dean: The Emotional Man

Sky Arts, 9:00pmA portrait of a performer who seemed to burn from the inside out. James Dean’s career was brief enough to feel like a flash, yet the emotional afterglow has lasted decades — a mixture of youthful intensity, unresolved longing and that strange, magnetic vulnerability that made him look both invincible and breakable at the same time.

The documentary leans into that duality. It doesn’t try to tidy him into a myth, nor does it pretend the myth isn’t part of the story. Instead, it traces the tension between the boy he was, the man he was becoming, and the icon the world insisted on making him. You feel the fragility beneath the swagger, the ache beneath the cool.

What emerges is a study in contradictions: a performer who seemed to reveal everything while giving almost nothing away; a symbol of rebellion who was, in many ways, searching for connection; a star whose brief life became a template for a certain kind of cinematic longing.

It’s a reminder that some figures endure not because they were fully understood, but because they never quite were. Dean remains one of them.

Constantine the Great (Part Two)

PBS America, 8:35pm

The concluding chapter follows the emperor’s creation of Constantinople and the reshaping of an empire. A sweeping end to a story that still echoes through European history.

Ex Machina (2014)

Film4, 10:45pm

Ex Machina still feels like a shard of ice slipped under the skin — sleek, controlled, and quietly unnerving. Alex Garland builds his story with the precision of a psychological trap, letting tension accumulate in the pauses, the glances, the silences that stretch just a little too long. It’s science fiction pared back to its essentials: intelligence, power, desire, and the dangerous spaces where they overlap.

Oscar Isaac gives the film its swaggering volatility, a tech‑messiah with a god complex and a taste for manipulation. Alicia Vikander, by contrast, is all poise and ambiguity — a performance so finely calibrated you’re never entirely sure where the machine ends and the person begins. Their scenes hum with a kind of electric unease.

Visually, the film is immaculate. Glass, concrete, soft light, and the sense that every surface is observing you. Garland uses the environment like a second script, a place where transparency becomes its own form of menace.

And then there’s the final act — cold, precise, inevitable. It lands not with shock but with the quiet, devastating logic of a conclusion you should have seen coming all along.

Arena: Clint Eastwood – Out of the West

BBC Four, 11:05pm

A portrait of one of Hollywood’s last great auteurs — a filmmaker whose career spans genres, decades and cultural shifts. The documentary is affectionate without being fawning.

Clint Eastwood: American Filmmaker

BBC Four, 12:05am

The second part of an excellent Eastwood double bill, tracing the evolution of a director who has always been more complex than his public image suggests.

Little Richard: I Am Everything (2023)

Channel 4, 1:55am

A blast of colour, noise and unapologetic self‑invention, Little Richard: I Am Everything is as flamboyant and furious as the man himself. The documentary refuses to sand down the contradictions — the joy, the rage, the brilliance, the lifelong tug‑of‑war between identity and expectation. It understands that Little Richard didn’t just help invent rock and roll; he detonated it, reshaping the cultural landscape with a scream, a shimmy and a streak of eyeliner.

What the film captures so well is the emotional voltage behind the performance. The joy is real — ecstatic, liberating — but so is the fury, the sense of someone fighting to claim space in a world determined to shrink him. The archival footage crackles, the interviews deepen the portrait, and the whole thing moves with the rhythm of a man who refused to be quiet.

It’s vibrant, defiant, and impossible to ignore — just like Richard himself.


Friday 12th June

Hunting the Debt Predators

Channel 4, 8:00pm

Investigative journalism at its most urgent. A look at those who profit from financial hardship — and the people fighting back. The programme is angry, clear‑eyed and necessary.

Queer (2024)

BBC Two, 11:00pm

A bold, jagged adaptation of Burroughs that refuses to smooth the edges of the source material. Queer moves with a kind of raw, intimate unease — a film that sits inside longing, self‑loathing and desire without trying to tidy any of it into catharsis. It feels both anchored in its period and strangely unmoored from time, as if the emotional landscape hasn’t changed as much as we’d like to think.

The film leans into the book’s nervy, uncomfortable honesty. Relationships are sketched in quick, piercing strokes; the vulnerability is palpable but never overstated. What emerges is a portrait of a man circling his own loneliness, reaching out and recoiling in the same breath.

Visually, it balances grit with a kind of feverish lyricism — realism shading into hallucination, memory bleeding into the present. It’s a film that trusts atmosphere as much as narrative.

The result is unsettling, intimate, and quietly devastating. It doesn’t seek resolution; it simply sits with the ache.

Queen & Slim (2019)

BBC Two, 1:10am

Queen & Slim unfolds like a modern myth written on the move — a road movie where romance, tragedy and political urgency are braided so tightly they become inseparable. It starts quietly, almost tentatively, then gathers emotional force until it hits with the weight of something inevitable.

What makes it so powerful is the intimacy at its core. The relationship grows in the spaces between danger, in the glances and hesitations, in the way two people learn to trust each other while the world closes in. The film never rushes that connection; it lets it breathe, deepen, complicate.

Visually, it’s striking — bold compositions, saturated colours, a sense of America as both vast and claustrophobic. The landscapes feel mythic, yet the violence and injustice that shape the journey are painfully real.

By the end, the film leaves you with a mixture of ache and awe. It’s a love story, a protest and a lament.


Streaming Choice

Michael Jackson: The Verdict (Netflix)

All three episodes available from Wednesday 3rd June

A forensic, often uncomfortable examination of one of the most scrutinised trials in modern pop‑culture history. The documentary avoids sensationalism, instead laying out the legal, cultural and media forces that shaped the case. It’s sober, detailed and designed to provoke reflection rather than deliver easy answers.

USA 94: Brazil’s Return to Glory (Netflix)

Available from Sunday 7th June

A richly assembled look back at one of the World Cup’s most emotionally charged triumphs. The documentary captures both the tactical evolution of the Brazilian side and the wider cultural moment that surrounded their victory. For football fans, it’s a warm bath of nostalgia; for everyone else, it’s a reminder of how sport can become a national myth.

Daisy Jones & The Six (ITVX)

All 10 episodes available from Sunday 7th June

One of the finest music dramas of recent years. Adapted from Taylor Jenkins Reid’s novel, the series charts the rise and implosion of a fictional 1970s rock band with such conviction that it feels like a recovered piece of music history. The performances are magnetic, the songs are genuinely good, and the emotional fallout is handled with surprising delicacy. It first appeared on Prime, where I watched it, and I loved every episode.

The Score (ITVX)

Both episodes available from Monday 8th June

A taut, stylish two‑parter that blends crime drama with character study. The Score is less interested in the mechanics of wrongdoing than in the people who find themselves pulled into its orbit. Sharp writing and a lean runtime make it an easy, satisfying binge.

The Evil Lawyer (Netflix)

All seven episodes available from Thursday 11th June

A taut, stylish legal thriller with a decidedly dark streak, The Evil Lawyer takes the familiar architecture of courtroom drama and twists it into something sharper and more morally slippery. The series follows a defence attorney whose brilliance is matched only by his capacity for manipulation, and the result is a portrait of power exercised in the shadows — calculated, ruthless, and unsettlingly compelling.

What gives the show its bite is the way it treats the law not as a noble ideal but as a weapon, wielded by someone who understands exactly how to bend systems, people and outcomes to his will. The tension comes less from the cases themselves than from the psychological games surrounding them: alliances formed and broken, truths buried, motives obscured.

Across seven episodes, the series maintains a sleek, propulsive rhythm. It’s glossy without being hollow, cynical without losing its grip on character, and just heightened enough to feel addictive. Beneath the twists, there’s a clear fascination with the cost of ambition — and the ease with which morality can be traded away when winning becomes the only metric that matters.

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Understanding the Themes in The Man in the High Castle Season 4

Warning spoilers! Season 4 of The Man in the High Castle arrives with the air of a regime in its final days: brittle, paranoid, and unable to sustain the weight of its own mythology. If the earlier seasons were about the seduction of authoritarian certainty, the final chapter is about its collapse — not in a blaze of moral clarity, but in a slow, grinding unravelling where every character is forced to confront the stories they’ve told themselves to survive. The show’s last movement is less a political thriller than a study in ideological entropy, where the Reich’s immaculate surfaces crack to reveal the rot beneath.

At the centre of this collapse stands John Smith, whose arc reaches its inevitable, devastating conclusion. Season 4 strips away the last of his rationalisations and exposes the truth we’ve been circling since Season 2: Smith is not a man corrupted by the Reich; he is a man who found in the Reich the perfect architecture for his own need for control. The multiverse — once a destabilising curiosity — becomes a mirror he cannot bear to look into. The sight of a world in which he remained an ordinary American, a man without power, is intolerable. His tragedy is not that he chose the wrong side; it is that he cannot imagine himself outside the machinery of domination. His final act, a suicide framed as a refusal to be captured, is less a moment of redemption than a last attempt to control the narrative. Even in death, he cannot relinquish authorship.

Juliana Crain, by contrast, becomes the show’s moral and metaphysical anchor. Season 4 completes her transformation from reluctant fugitive to a figure of radical possibility. She moves through the world with a clarity the Reich cannot comprehend: she understands that resistance is not merely political but ontological. The multiverse is not a plot device; it is a rebuke to totalitarianism itself. Where the Reich insists on a single, immutable truth, Juliana embodies the idea that reality can branch, fracture, and be remade. Her calm, almost spiritual presence in the final season gives the show its emotional ballast. She is not the hero because she wins; she is the hero because she refuses the seduction of certainty.

Around these two poles, Season 4 widens its lens. The BCR (Black Communist Rebellion) becomes the most grounded and politically coherent thread of the season. Their struggle is not abstract; it is material, lived, and rooted in the history of American resistance movements. The show finally acknowledges that liberation is not a philosophical exercise but a collective act, messy and imperfect. The BCR storyline gives the season a sense of urgency that the Reich’s metaphysical obsessions lack. It reminds us that while the multiverse may offer infinite possibilities, freedom must still be fought for in the world at hand.

Kido, too, receives a quietly powerful ending. His journey from rigid enforcer to a man haunted by the cost of obedience mirrors the show’s broader meditation on complicity. His final choices are not framed as redemption — the series is too honest for that — but as a recognition that the machinery he served has consumed everything he once valued. In a season filled with grand ideological gestures, Kido’s small, human moments land with surprising force.

But it is the ending that gives Season 4 its lasting resonance. The portal — long teased, often debated — finally opens, and people from other worlds begin to walk through. It is a strange, unsettling, almost dreamlike moment, and it reframes the entire series in a single gesture. Throughout The Man in the High Castle, the Reich has insisted on a closed universe: one truth, one history, one destiny. The portal’s opening is the ultimate act of defiance against that worldview. It is a literal rupture in the authoritarian imagination, a reminder that no regime, however totalising, can fully contain the human capacity for possibility.

The ambiguity is deliberate. We are not told who these people are, what they want, or what world they come from. They arrive without weapons, without explanation, without fear. In a show obsessed with surveillance, control, and the policing of identity, this final image is almost radical in its openness. It suggests that history is not a sealed vault but a permeable membrane — that trauma, hope, and resistance echo across realities. The Reich’s downfall is not framed as a victory of good over evil, but as the collapse of a system that cannot withstand the existence of alternatives.

For Juliana, the moment is a vindication of everything she has believed: that the world is not fixed, that choices matter, that reality can be remade. For Smith, it is the final horror — proof that the universe is larger than his authority, that he cannot control the narrative even in death. And for the audience, the ending functions as a quiet, subversive reminder that authoritarianism thrives on the illusion of inevitability. The portal shatters that illusion.

Season 4 is not perfect. Its pacing is uneven, and some narrative threads feel compressed. But as a culmination of the show’s thematic architecture, it is remarkably coherent. It understands that authoritarian regimes do not fall because the righteous triumph; they fall because they can no longer sustain the contradictions at their core. It understands that resistance is not a single heroic act but a series of choices made by people who refuse to accept the world as it is. And it understands that the most radical idea in a totalitarian universe is the possibility of another world.

The Man in the High Castle closes not with triumph but with rupture — a world breaking open, a story refusing to resolve neatly, a reminder that history is always unfinished. Season 4 honours the show’s central insight: that the struggle between domination and freedom is not a battle to be won once, but a condition of being human.

Reviewed by Pat Harrington

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Exploring ‘Once We Were Punks’: A Journey Through Rural Ireland’s Music Scene

The premise of Frank Shouldice’s film, Once We Were Punks might seem routine or clichéd, something we’ve seen a hundred times before; four lads who were in a band in the Eighties who get together again in middle age. Perhaps – up to a point – but this is a much richer and satisfying film than that brief sketch suggests.

Back in the 1980s, Justin Kelly the vocalist and lyricist, formed a band with his mates, David Meagher, Paddy Glackin, and Noel Larkin; The Panic Merchants. As the film opens, we see the former band members revisiting their old hometown, Baillieboro in County Cavan. Some fascinating archive footage shows how different rural Ireland was just forty-odd years ago.

The Panic Merchants never made the big time. Fame and fortune eluded them. Everyday life intervened. They went their separate ways. John moved to America. Paddy went to Australia. Then, 25 years later, they met up again at a funeral – common in Ireland – and decided to team up again.

The new band was named The Sons of South Ulster, taken from that marginalised part of Ireland, ‘the three counties the Brits didn’t want, and Ireland didn’t give a shit about’ as Justin puts it. The new band reaches audiences never dreamt of by the old one, with albums of raw unpolished songs deeply rooted in rural Co Cavan, songs referencing local places and characters, that capture a universal sense of loss.

As the calendar and the clock mark off the days and hours until a big live gig in the legendary Dublin music venue, Whelan’s, the lads and their family members open up in snatches of interviews with the producer. Justin was traumatised by the fate of his late father, a captain in the Irish Army who was thrown under the bus by senior politicians in a notorious arms dealing scandal in the early 1970s. Paddy moved to Australia to escape the homophobia then rampant in rural Ireland. Noel is quietly but defiantly living with cancer. Each of them is coming to terms with the reality of growing older. Their raging against the dying of the light packs a real emotional punch.

Noel’s cancer diagnosis gradually takes centre stage. He treats it bravely with a large measure of understatement, but his wife makes it clear to us that he is in the words of Irish singer Gloria, getting through it ‘one day at a time.’

This is a story of vulnerability, resilience, and endurance, Justin, David, Paddy and Noel are middle-aged men shaped by friendship, affection and love for one-another, shaped by their circumstances and most of all by their determination to complete their unfinished business.

Reviewed by David Kerr


Once We Were Punks
Director: Frank Shouldice

Runtime: 96 minutes. Ireland 2025.

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Culture Vulture 30th May – 5th June 2026

A large vulture soaring in the sky with mountains in the background, accompanied by bold text reading 'CULTURE VULTURE' and a banner for 'COUNTER CULTURE' event from 30th May to 5th June 2026.

From Tudor intrigue and American paranoia to Bowie beneath the floodlights and Aretha reclaiming the airwaves, this week’s Culture Vulture ranges widely across cinema, television and sound. There is something quietly defiant about these selections. History refuses to stay buried, old scandals echo into the present and entertainment itself becomes a way of understanding power, identity and memory. Whether it is Gordon Banks and football folklore, Muhammad Ali refusing to fit into easy categories or Russell T Davies returning to themes of love and belonging, the week rewards curiosity.

Three selections stand out. 🌟 The Lion in Winter remains one of the sharpest battles of wills ever committed to film, a royal family drama that could have been written yesterday. 🌟 Shergar: The Racehorse and the IRA revisits one of Ireland’s great unsolved mysteries where sport, politics and organised violence intersect. And 🌟 Dear England arrives as a reminder that football stories are rarely just about football at all, but about national identity, expectation and the fragile business of collective belief.

Culture Vulture, as ever, offers an alternative route through the schedules.

Saturday 30th May 2026

🌟 Shergar: The Racehorse and the IRA
Channel 4, 8.00pm
Catch up via Channel 4 streaming

The disappearance of Shergar remains one of those stories that feels suspended between crime thriller and national myth. The Derby winner who seemed destined for sporting immortality vanished in 1983 and was never recovered, leaving behind rumour, accusation and unanswered questions. Channel 4 revisits the case through the complicated intersection of horse racing, Irish politics and the shadow world of paramilitary activity.

What gives the story its grip is that Shergar was more than a horse. He represented prestige, money and status, and his disappearance carried emotional resonance well beyond racing circles. Even now the case provokes disagreement over motive, culpability and what may have happened during those lost days.

Good documentaries know when mystery matters more than neat resolution. This looks set to recognise that uncertainty is often part of the story itself.

The Count of Monte Cristo (2002)
5Star, 6.20pm

Revenge dramas live or die on the audience believing not merely in injustice but in the wounded intelligence of the person seeking redress. Kevin Reynolds’ adaptation of Alexandre Dumas understands this instinctively. Jim Caviezel’s Edmond Dantès begins as an ordinary sailor betrayed by jealousy and greed, only to emerge from imprisonment transformed into a calculating avenger.

The story remains irresistible because its pleasures are both emotional and theatrical. Dantès does not simply seek revenge; he curates it. His enemies are dismantled piece by piece, and the audience enjoys the spectacle even while sensing the moral cost.

Guy Pearce makes an especially effective Mondego, his treachery rooted not in grand villainy but insecurity and entitlement. Pearce understands that envy often wears the face of friendship before revealing its sharper edges.

The film compresses and simplifies Dumas, sometimes drastically, yet retains the novel’s central heartbeat — the fantasy that intelligence and patience might defeat privilege and corruption.

There is also something enduringly appealing about its romantic sweep. Modern cinema can sometimes be nervous about emotional sincerity, but Monte Cristo embraces melodrama with confidence and charm.

A handsome, entertaining adventure that still carries enough darkness beneath the swordplay to linger.

Ghost Trail (2024)
BBC Four, 9.05pm

Jonathan Millet’s Ghost Trail plays less like a thriller and more like a man trying to walk through the wreckage of his own mind. The Syrian war sits in the background like a bruise that never quite fades, and the film follows a lone figure moving across Europe in pursuit of a man he believes once held the power to destroy him.

What gives the film its quiet force is the way it refuses to turn suffering into a set‑piece. Trauma isn’t staged or stylised; it’s carried. You see it in the way the protagonist holds himself, in the pauses before he speaks, in the way memory seems to press down on him like weight rather than narrative.

Millet keeps the pacing spare, almost ascetic. Scenes breathe. Silences stretch. The tension comes not from the machinery of genre but from the unease of not knowing what justice might look like, or whether it’s even possible after so much damage. Suspicion becomes a kind of weather system the characters move through.

It sits comfortably in that European tradition where filmmakers trust the audience to live with ambiguity. No explanatory flashbacks, no moral signposts, no tidy catharsis — just the slow, unsettling drift of a man trying to decide what he owes to the past and what he can still salvage from the future.

A reminder, stark and unadorned, that crossing a border doesn’t mean leaving a war behind.

David Bowie: Serious Moonlight
Sky Arts, 9.00pm

As a lifelong Bowie obsessive, I always return to 1983 with a kind of fascinated ambivalence. This was the moment when the great shape‑shifter — the man who’d spent a decade outrunning categories — suddenly became a global pop phenomenon. Serious Moonlight captures him right at that pivot point, balancing mass adoration with the cool intelligence that made him Bowie in the first place.

The setlist is almost indecently rich: Heroes, Fashion, Space Oddity, Young Americans, Life on Mars?, and the irresistible, sun‑lit swagger of Let’s Dance. But what holds the attention isn’t just the songs — it’s the way he moves through them. There’s that familiar Bowie duality: fully present yet somehow hovering above the moment, performer and anthropologist of his own fame.

Concert films often wilt as decades pass, victims of their own hairstyles and shoulder pads. Bowie, though, rarely dates. He seems to exist slightly outside the calendar, as if time bends a little to accommodate him. Even here, in his most commercially accessible era, he’s still playing with persona, still testing the edges of what a pop star can be.

A reminder, for those of us who’ve followed him through every incarnation, that even at his most mainstream he never stopped being singular.

Playboy: Secrets of the Centrefolds
12.35am

The Playboy empire remains one of the twentieth century’s strangest cultural contradictions — marketed as liberation while frequently entangled in exploitation and image-making. This documentary strand explores the experiences behind the mythology.

The Great Fire: London Burns
PBS America, 7.35pm
The Great Fire: Death and Destruction
PBS America, 8.35pm
The Great Fire: A City Rebuilt
PBS America, 9.35pm

This three-part examination of the Great Fire promises not simply disaster reconstruction but social history. Fires reveal inequalities as much as architecture, and London’s catastrophe of 1666 reshaped the city physically and psychologically.

Sunday 31st May 2026

🌟 Dear England
BBC One, 9.00pm
Episode 3 of 4 – All episodes on iPlayer

Football dramas often stumble by mistaking fandom for storytelling. James Graham’s Dear England avoids that trap by recognising that Gareth Southgate’s England represented something larger than tournament results.

The drama explores pressure, vulnerability and the attempt to rebuild a national sporting culture too often trapped by fear and nostalgia.

Even viewers indifferent to football may find themselves unexpectedly drawn in.

The Book of Life (2014)
BBC One, 10.00am

Animated cinema occasionally dares to look genuinely distinctive. Jorge Gutierrez’s The Book of Life does precisely that, drawing on Mexican folklore and Day of the Dead traditions with vivid imagination.

Rather than chasing generic fantasy, the film embraces cultural specificity, giving it warmth and personality.

There is romance, humour and adventure, but also reflection on family expectation and memory.

The visual design alone deserves admiration.

A colourful and heartfelt alternative to formula animation.

Genevieve (1953)
Talking Pictures TV, 1.00pm

There’s a particular strain of British comedy that thrives on mild disorder — not slapstick, not farce exactly, but the gentle unravelling of people who think they’re far more dignified than they are. Genevieve remains one of the loveliest examples. Built around the London–Brighton veteran car run, it turns a simple motoring jaunt into a quietly escalating contest of pride and wounded male ego.

Kenneth More and John Gregson spark off each other with an ease that feels almost accidental. The humour doesn’t come from contrived set‑pieces but from personality: two men who can’t quite admit how much they care about winning, or how ridiculous that makes them look.

Yes, there’s nostalgia — the soft glow of post‑war Britain, the charm of old engines and older manners — but there’s also a slyness to it. A knowing look at masculinity, rivalry, and the middle‑class urge to turn everything into a test of character.

A small, bright pleasure of a film, and very British in the best sense.

The Searchers (1956)
BBC Two, 3.30pm

The Searchers is one of those films that refuses to settle neatly into the heroic myth of the American West. John Ford gives you the sweeping vistas, yes — those vast, indifferent landscapes that seem to swallow people whole — but the emotional terrain is far more jagged. And at the centre stands John Wayne’s Ethan Edwards, a figure who is both magnetic and deeply troubling.

Wayne plays him with a hard, unyielding intensity. He’s a man driven by purpose, but the purpose curdles. What begins as a rescue mission slowly reveals itself as something darker: obsession, prejudice, a worldview so rigid it threatens to break everyone around him. Ford never softens it, never reassures the audience with easy moral signposting.

The Monument Valley backdrops are majestic, almost mythic, yet the story they frame is anything but comforting. The film keeps circling the same uneasy question: what happens when the man riding out to save the day is also the one carrying the deepest poison?

Few westerns have the courage to look that squarely at hatred, or to acknowledge how violence can twist a person long after the shooting stops. And the older the film gets, the more unsettling it becomes — as if time only sharpens its edges.

A classic, yes, but one that sta.

Top Hat (1935)
BBC Four, 7.15pm

Pure elegance from Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. Depression-era escapism at its most graceful.

The Manchurian Candidate (1962)
Sky Arts, 9.00pm

Few films capture the texture of political paranoia as cleanly as The Manchurian Candidate. Even now, its Cold War anxieties feel uncomfortably close to home. Frank Sinatra gives one of his sharpest performances, playing a man circling a truth he can barely articulate, let alone face.

What makes the film endure isn’t just its thriller mechanics but its sense of psychological intrusion — the idea that the real danger isn’t out on the battlefield but inside the mind, quietly rewired. The satire is razor‑edged, the mood icy, and the implications still sting.

A reminder that conspiracy, manipulation and manufactured certainty are not relics of another era but recurring features of political life.

The Nice Guys (2016)
BBC One, 10.30pm

Shane Black’s scruffy detective comedy pairs Russell Crowe and Ryan Gosling to glorious effect.

The Blues Brothers (1980)
BBC Two, 10.45pm

Some films strain for cool; The Blues Brothers simply assumes it. Part musical, part anarchic road movie, it barrels forward with the confidence of two men who believe — quite sincerely — that God wants them to save an orphanage and that the best way to do it is by assembling the greatest rhythm‑and‑blues band in Illinois.

What keeps it irresistible is the film’s total commitment to its own glorious absurdity. Car chases that defy physics, musical numbers that erupt without warning, and a parade of legends — Aretha Franklin, Ray Charles, James Brown — who treat the chaos as perfectly normal.

It shouldn’t work. It absolutely does. A hymn to deadpan mayhem and the healing power of a good horn section.

South Bank at 75: You Are Here
BBC Two, 10.00pm
Catch up via iPlayer

A celebration of one of Britain’s great cultural institutions and the conversations that have shaped it.

Monday 1st June 2026

🌟 Tiptoe
Channel 4, 9.00pm
Episodes 1 and 2 – also available via Channel 4 streaming

Russell T Davies has spent much of his career exploring the spaces where private lives and public attitudes collide. From Queer as Folk to It’s A Sin, he has shown a gift for mixing wit, emotion and social observation without reducing characters to arguments. Tiptoe arrives carrying inevitable expectation.

The drama promises to examine relationships and identity with Davies’ familiar combination of warmth and confrontation. His scripts rarely avoid discomfort, but they also recognise humour and tenderness as survival mechanisms.

That matters because television drama can sometimes become strangely bloodless when attempting seriousness, mistaking solemnity for emotional truth. Davies understands that life rarely behaves so tidily.

The shadow of Queer as Folk inevitably hangs nearby, particularly with Channel 4 making his breakthrough series newly available again. Yet revisiting Queer as Folk is a reminder not only of how provocative it once felt, but how playful and alive it remains.

Television has changed enormously since 1999. So too has the political and cultural atmosphere surrounding sexuality and belonging. Tiptoe enters that conversation at a moment when questions of identity again dominate public debate.

Whether it becomes essential television remains to be seen, but Davies rarely lacks ambition and almost never lacks something worth saying.

Monolith (2022)
Film4, 9.00pm

Science fiction does not require giant budgets to generate unease. Monolith proves the point through admirable restraint. Much of the film unfolds through the voice and experience of a disgraced journalist investigating strange reports connected to mysterious black bricks.

The set-up sounds eccentric and, admittedly, it is. Yet the film cleverly uses isolation and ambiguity to create atmosphere.

There is something distinctly contemporary about its concern with information, credibility and digital storytelling. The protagonist lives in a world where truth competes with rumour and attention itself becomes currency.

The limited setting works to the film’s advantage. Rather than feeling constrained, the story develops an almost claustrophobic intimacy.

Genre cinema sometimes benefits from knowing exactly what not to explain.

A quietly unnerving piece of speculative storytelling.

🌟 Dear England
BBC One, 9.00pm
Episode 4 of 4

James Graham’s drama reaches its conclusion with Gareth Southgate and England confronting the pressures that accompany modern football. Yet the appeal of Dear England lies not in match results but emotional architecture.

Southgate emerges less as sporting saviour than reluctant national therapist, trying to reshape attitudes inherited through decades of disappointment and defensive masculinity.

Football occupies an unusual place within British life — simultaneously entertainment, identity and emotional shorthand. Graham’s drama understands this instinctively.

By exploring vulnerability alongside competition, the series offers something richer than simple sporting biography.

Even those who know the outcomes may find themselves invested in the emotional journey.

Ancient Greece: The Dark Chronicles
Begins Monday – Part 1 of 5

Civilisation documentaries sometimes present antiquity as settled fact, all marble certainty and textbook chronology. The attraction of this new series lies in its promise to examine the more shadowy and uncertain origins of Ancient Greece.

The “dark” in Dark Ages history often refers not to barbarism but gaps in evidence — periods where archaeology and scholarship must work harder to reconstruct vanished worlds.

That uncertainty makes history exciting.

Leonora Carrington: The Lost Surrealist
BBC Four, 10.50pm

Carrington remains one of surrealism’s most fascinating and frequently overlooked figures. Artist, novelist and myth-maker, she moved through twentieth-century upheaval refusing easy categorisation.

Documentaries about artists often reduce creative lives to chronology. Carrington deserves something stranger and more adventurous.

BBC Four generally understands this territory well.

King Rat (1965)
Talking Pictures TV, 1.45am

Bryan Forbes’ adaptation of James Clavell’s novel turns the prison camp drama into something morally slippery and psychologically revealing.

George Segal’s opportunistic anti-hero survives through barter and manipulation, exposing how systems of deprivation reshape ethics.

The film avoids patriotic simplification and instead studies power in miniature.

Uncomfortable and intelligent.

Tuesday 2nd June 2026

Belle (2013)
Film4, 6.45pm

Amma Asante’s Belle begins with historical curiosity and develops into something more resonant — a period drama attentive not only to romance and costume but race, inheritance and social status.

Inspired by the life of Dido Elizabeth Belle, the film explores eighteenth-century Britain through a perspective too rarely granted centre stage.

Gugu Mbatha-Raw brings intelligence and emotional nuance to the role.

The film recognises that privilege and exclusion often coexist in uneasy proximity.

Beautifully staged and quietly political.

Carlito’s Way (1993)
Legend, 9.00pm

Brian De Palma’s crime drama deserves discussion alongside the director’s better-known gangster films. Al Pacino plays Carlito Brigante, recently released from prison and desperate to escape criminal life.

What makes the film moving is that Carlito genuinely wants redemption.

Pacino gives a performance filled with melancholy and self-awareness, while Sean Penn delivers one of cinema’s great performances as crooked lawyer Dave Kleinfeld.

The tension comes not from whether violence exists, but whether history can be escaped.

De Palma stages suspense with characteristic elegance.

A tragic gangster picture about fate, loyalty and the impossibility of outrunning reputation.

Artsnight: A Tribute to Carla Lane
BBC Four, 8.00pm
Catch up via iPlayer

Carla Lane possessed a rare ability to write comedy grounded in recognisable human frustration. From The Liver Birds to Bread, her work balanced humour with social observation and emotional truth.

This tribute revisits a writer who understood ordinary lives without patronising them.

Muhammad Ali
BBC Four, 10.00pm

Ken Burns’ portrait of Muhammad Ali remains one of the most complete attempts to understand a man who refused to be contained by any single role. Boxer, activist, showman, dissenter — Ali kept shifting shape, and the documentary’s strength lies in acknowledging that complexity rather than sanding it down.

Burns doesn’t chase a tidy narrative. Instead, he sits with the contradictions: the bravado and the vulnerability, the political courage and the personal cost, the way Ali could be both a unifying symbol and a divisive presence. It’s a study of a man who changed sport and then stepped beyond it, becoming a figure onto whom entire eras projected their anxieties and hopes.

This conveys the sense of a life lived at full voltage — principled, provocative, and never less than compelling. Ali didn’t just transcend boxing; he rewrote the terms on which an athlete could exist in public.

Wednesday 3rd June 2026

The Future with Hannah Fry
BBC Two, 7.30pm
Full series available via iPlayer

Television science can sometimes drift towards the reassuringly spectacular — dazzling graphics, simplified certainties and declarations of imminent revolution. Hannah Fry tends to resist that temptation. Her strength lies in curiosity and clarity rather than grandstanding.

This edition turns to nuclear fusion, that tantalising scientific horizon forever described as both transformative and frustratingly distant. Fusion has occupied a strange place in public imagination for decades — part engineering challenge, part technological dream, forever hovering between promise and practical reality.

Fry is particularly good at translating complexity without patronising her audience. That matters because science is often treated as something delivered from on high rather than explored collectively.

Fusion, if realised, carries obvious implications for energy, economics and environmental policy, but the human drama behind scientific endeavour is equally compelling — persistence, rivalry, failure and breakthrough.

At its best, science television reminds us that knowledge itself is an adventure.

Penny Serenade (1941)
Talking Pictures TV, 9.10am

Hollywood melodrama has fallen out of fashion among critics wary of open emotion, yet Penny Serenade is a reminder of why audiences once embraced it so fiercely. There’s a sincerity to it — unguarded, unembarrassed — that feels almost radical now.

Irene Dunne and Cary Grant play a couple weathering love, disappointment and the fragile hope of parenthood. The story edges towards sentimentality, of course it does, but it earns its weight through the performances. Grant, so often remembered for his wit and immaculate poise, gives one of his most vulnerable turns here; the mask slips, and what’s underneath is raw and deeply human.

The film understands grief not as a grand collapse but as something that gathers quietly — a slow accumulation of moments, losses, compromises. It’s in the silences, the hesitations, the way two people try to keep moving forward even when the ground shifts beneath them.

Its emotional honesty lingers long after the final scene. A small reminder, delivered without apology, that sincerity still has its place.

Its emotional honesty lingers long after the closing scenes.

The Caine Mutiny (1954)
Film4, 12.45pm

Military dramas frequently present leadership as either noble certainty or outright villainy. The Caine Mutiny wisely prefers ambiguity.

Humphrey Bogart’s Captain Queeg remains one of cinema’s most fascinating authority figures — insecure, obsessive and gradually destabilised under pressure.

The film asks difficult questions about obedience and responsibility. Was mutiny justified, or did the crew simply lose faith too quickly? Such uncertainty keeps the drama alive.

Courtroom scenes crackle with tension and moral complexity. A superb study of hierarchy and doubt.

Corsage (2022)
Film4, 1.30am

Historical drama can become trapped inside museum glass, reverential and lifeless. Corsage refuses that fate.

Vicky Krieps plays Empress Elisabeth of Austria not as decorative icon but restless, intelligent and constrained woman resisting the suffocating rituals of imperial life.

The film deliberately unsettles expectations.

Modern flourishes and tonal dislocation prevent history becoming comfortable heritage.

Krieps delivers a remarkable performance full of wit, sadness and defiance.

The result feels unexpectedly contemporary.

A fascinating portrait of rebellion against image and expectation.

Bombshell (2019)
Film4, 11.40pm

The downfall of Roger Ailes and the sexual harassment scandal surrounding Fox News became one of the defining media stories of recent years. Bombshell dramatises those events with energy and star power.

Charlize Theron, Nicole Kidman and Margot Robbie anchor the film, though Theron’s transformation into Megyn Kelly remains particularly striking.

The film moves briskly, sometimes at the expense of deeper analysis, yet it captures something vital about institutional culture and the pressures surrounding power.

Media organisations often market themselves as truth-tellers while quietly reproducing their own internal silences.

That contradiction gives Bombshell its charge.

Sharp, unsettling and highly watchable.

Fire Island (2022)
Channel 4, 1.55am

Austen and queer comedy might sound like an unlikely pairing, but Fire Island makes the connection feel effortless. It lifts the bones of Pride and Prejudice and relocates them to the sun‑bleached chaos of the famous holiday enclave, where romantic misreadings and class anxieties play out with a distinctly modern charge.

The humour is bright, quick on its feet, and affectionate rather than arch. But beneath the jokes sits something more attentive: a clear‑eyed look at friendship, exclusion, and the quiet negotiations of belonging that shape queer spaces. The film never treats representation as homework. Instead, it lets its characters exist with warmth, contradiction and the kind of emotional looseness that feels lived‑in rather than symbolic.

Playful, clever, and unexpectedly touching — a reminder that reinvention can be both joyful and sincere.

Thursday 4th June 2026

🌟 The Lion in Winter (1968)
Sky Arts, 9.00pm

Some family gatherings end in awkward silences; Henry II’s Christmas court makes most domestic disputes look like a mild disagreement over the turkey. Anthony Harvey’s The Lion in Winter gathers a cast operating at full, almost operatic intensity, with Peter O’Toole’s combustible Henry squaring off against Katharine Hepburn’s Eleanor of Aquitaine — a woman who has turned wounded brilliance into a political art form.

James Goldman’s dialogue is a feast in itself: barbed, witty, and laced with the kind of intelligence that assumes the audience can keep up. Every exchange feels like a duel, every line a strategic move. Royal politics here aren’t about crowns and territories so much as psychological warfare — old grievances sharpened into weapons, love and resentment tangled beyond separation.

Hepburn is extraordinary: amused one moment, furious the next, always calculating, always alive to the shifting balance of power. She gives Eleanor a dangerous sparkle, a sense that she’s playing three games at once and winning at least two of them.

What the film understands — and what gives it its enduring bite — is that the great political struggles of history often begin at the dinner table, long before they spill into the chronicles. Power, after all, is a family business.

Timeless, literate, and gloriously savage.

Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased)
Rewind TV, 12 noon and 8.00pm
Catch up via Freeview Play

Few television premises sound quite as cheerfully eccentric as a detective aided by his dead partner. Yet Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased) possesses the charm and imaginative confidence characteristic of late-1960s British television.

There is nostalgia here, certainly, but also invention.

Lion (2016)
Film4, 11.20pm

True stories often arrive already heavy with emotion, but Lion earns its power by refusing to push or manipulate. It trusts the story — and the audience — enough to let the feeling emerge naturally.

Dev Patel plays Saroo Brierley, a boy separated from his family in India and later adopted by an Australian couple. Patel gives the film its emotional spine, charting the long, uncertain journey between the life he remembers and the life he’s built. Nicole Kidman and David Wenham offer quietly affecting support, their performances grounded in the everyday tenderness and strain of parenting a child shaped by loss.

What the film captures so well is the complexity of identity: the pull of memory, the ache of belonging, the way home can be both a place and a longing. Modern technology — so often a narrative shortcut — becomes here a bridge, a way of stitching together two halves of a life without diminishing either.

The result is deeply moving without tipping into sentimentality. A film about home in its deepest sense: the one you come from, the one you make, and the one you spend years trying to find again.

Friday 5th June 2026

The Ballad of Lefty Brown (2017)
Great Action, 6.45pm

Revisionist westerns often examine the myth of heroism through damaged or overlooked figures. The Ballad of Lefty Brown does precisely that.

Bill Pullman gives an engaging performance as ageing sidekick Lefty, unexpectedly pushed into the foreground after violence overturns familiar loyalties.

The western landscape remains beautiful, though melancholy hangs over it.

A modest but rewarding genre piece.

🌟 Nope (2022)
Film4, 9.00pm

Jordan Peele has rapidly become one of modern cinema’s most intriguing filmmakers because he recognises horror as social language rather than simple fright mechanism.

Nope begins with spectacle and gradually becomes an inquiry into spectatorship itself — our hunger to witness, record and commodify the extraordinary.

Daniel Kaluuya and Keke Palmer provide contrasting energies, one inward and cautious, the other charismatic and restless.

The film blends science fiction, western imagery and monster movie tradition.

Yet beneath the thrills sits something more unsettling about entertainment culture and our appetite for disaster.

Strange, ambitious and visually extraordinary.

Celebrity Gogglebox
Channel 4, 9.00pm
Episode 1 of 7 – catch up via Channel 4 streaming

The appeal of Gogglebox has always rested on a simple truth: people enjoy watching other people react. Celebrity editions risk gimmickry, yet often succeed because familiar faces prove unexpectedly candid.

This year’s cast — from Vernon Kay and Paddy McGuinness to Bez and Shaun Ryder, Rylan and his mother Linda — promises the usual mixture of wit, irritation and affectionate chaos.

Have I Got News for You
BBC One, 9.00pm

Yet HIGNFY survives through sharp improvisation and the pleasure of watching certainty punctured.

David Tennant hosts, joined by Michael Gove and Chloe Petts. In politically turbulent times, satire increasingly finds itself competing with reality.

Aretha Franklin Night
BBC Four, from 9.00pm
Catch up via iPlayer

Aretha Franklin possessed one of those voices capable of sounding both intimate and monumental. BBC Four devotes the evening to the Queen of Soul, celebrating a performer whose artistry transcended genre and era.

Music television rarely needs elaborate justification when the subject is Aretha.

Bodies Bodies Bodies (2022)
BBC One, 11.20pmA horror film on the surface, but really a scalpel aimed at wealth, performance and the jittery anxieties of the very online generation. Bodies Bodies Bodies dresses itself as a murder‑mystery, yet the real bloodletting happens in the group chat — status, insecurity and self‑curation turning toxic long before anyone picks up a weapon.

The satire is razor‑clean. Every accusation feels like a performance, every confession a bid for sympathy, every friendship a negotiation of power. It’s funny, vicious and uncomfortably accurate about how quickly people implode when the Wi‑Fi drops and the masks slip.

A thriller for the age of curated selves and catastrophic overthinking — sharp, stylish and far more revealing than its neon chaos suggests.

The Lighthouse (2019)
Channel 4, 1.05am

Robert Eggers’ The Lighthouse is less a film than a fever — a two‑handed descent into isolation, superstition and the kind of madness that grows when the sea won’t stop howling. It turns confinement into delirium, the walls closing in as reality begins to warp.

Willem Dafoe and Robert Pattinson clash magnificently, two men circling each other like rival myths. Dafoe’s barnacled old keeper speaks in curses and sea‑dog poetry; Pattinson’s younger man unravels in fits and starts, as if the island itself is prying him open.

Shot in stark black‑and‑white, the film feels ancient and alien, as though dredged up from some forgotten maritime

Radio Selections

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Archive on 4: The Louisville Lip
Saturday, 8.00pm – Radio 4

Muhammad Ali continues to echo across this week’s schedules. This documentary revisits the boxer whose brilliance and provocation reshaped sport and public life.

Voices from the Beach
Sunday, 7.15pm – Radio 4

At the heart of Voices from the Beach is poet Sali Katebe, who arrived in Britain from landlocked Zambia and fell, almost immediately, for the strange, shifting magic of our coastlines. The programme uses his perspective as its anchor: someone encountering the sea not as a familiar backdrop but as a revelation — a place where sound, weather and memory seem to rearrange themselves.

Katebe’s voice threads through the piece like a tide‑line. He speaks of beaches as thresholds, as invitations, as spaces where the mind loosens and the past drifts closer. Around him, Radio 4 builds an immersive soundscape: gulls cutting across the air, waves folding over themselves, the soft percussion of shingle underfoot. It’s radio that breathes.

What emerges is part memoir, part meditation. Katebe reflects on belonging, on the pull of water for someone raised far from it, and on how coastlines can become a kind of emotional shorthand — for arrival, for solitude, for the quiet work of remaking a life. The programme listens closely to the small things: the way light changes on a grey afternoon, the rhythm of a walk taken to clear the head, the stories beaches seem to hold without ever speaking.

Reflective, atmospheric and quietly moving, it’s a reminder that the sea means different things depending on where you began — and that sometimes the most powerful journeys happen at the water’s edge.

Podcast Picks

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We Was Robbed (Audible – available 28th May)

Gabriel Gatehouse investigates one of English football’s enduring mysteries — what derailed England’s 1970 World Cup defence, and was Gordon Banks somehow “knobbled”? The series mixes sporting folklore, forgotten detail and investigative curiosity with real verve.

Stateside with Kai and Carter

The Guardian launches a podcast for listeners exhausted by the churn of modern news. Three times weekly, Kai Wright and Carter Sherman unpack American stories with guests able to explain rather than inflame.

Kingdom of Fraud

Michele McPhee investigates a billion-dollar tax fraud involving Armenian mafia figure Levon Termendzhyan and Mormon sect leader Jacob Kingston.

True crime with scale, intrigue and stranger-than-fiction alliances.

Streaming Choices

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Netflix

The Murder of Rachel Nickell

A sober, unsettling retelling of a case that scarred the 1990s. The documentary avoids lurid reconstruction, focusing instead on institutional failure, media frenzy and the human cost of a police force chasing the wrong man. Clear‑eyed, compassionate and quietly devastating.

It Ends With Us Available now

Colleen Hoover’s bestseller arrives on screen as a glossy, emotionally forthright drama about love, trauma and the patterns people struggle to break. Blake Lively anchors it with a performance that balances charm and bruised resolve. Melodrama with purpose, and more bite than expected.


Michael Jackson: The Verdict Available Wednesday, 3 June 2026

A cool, methodical examination of the legal battles that reshaped Jackson’s final years. Rather than reheating scandal, it traces the machinery of accusation, defence and public perception. The result is stark, unsettling and revealing about the pressures placed on a man already living inside a global myth.

Channel 4 Streaming


Walter Presents: The Devil’s Throat All 12 episodes from Friday, 5 June 2026

A taut Bulgarian thriller that blends crime drama with political unease. The investigation winds through corruption, folklore and buried trauma, giving the series a brooding, wintry charge. Dark, deliberate and quietly gripping.

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Culture Vulture 23rd–29th May 2026

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Welcome to Culture Vulture, Counter Culture’s weekly wander through television, cinema and streaming from an alternative standpoint. We’ve picked out the most interesting things on this week’s screens — not the noisiest, just the ones worth your time. Stories stick with us in all sorts of ways — in what we remember, what we value, and what unsettles us.

This week carries a curious emotional rhythm. There is glamour and melancholy in equal measure. Music dominates one end of the schedule, from Queen’s operatic ambition to BBC Four’s superb late-night jazz session, while drama and documentary return repeatedly to questions of reputation, reinvention and the stories built around public lives. Marilyn Monroe, Shirley MacLaine, Cher and John Lennon all appear, each reframed through the lens of memory and myth.

Three highlights stand out. 🌟 My Favourite Cake brings warmth and quiet rebellion to modern Iranian cinema. 🌟 Dear England continues its examination of football and national psychology with rare intelligence. And 🌟 Jazz Night on BBC Four promises a rich late-night celebration of musical brilliance and cultural memory.

Selection and commentary is by Pat Harrington. Longer reviews of selected titles may also be available on the Counter Culture website.

Saturday 23rd May 2026

Funny Face (1957) BBC Two, 10:35am

Some films endure for their influence, others simply because people adore them. Funny Face belongs firmly to the second category. Stanley Donen’s musical is light on its feet and unashamedly romantic, but beneath the elegance sits something rather more interesting than a simple fashion fairytale. Audrey Hepburn’s Jo Stockton begins as an intellectual working in a Greenwich Village bookshop before being swept into the world of Paris fashion by Fred Astaire’s photographer Dick Avery.

The premise is knowingly fanciful. Nobody mistakes Funny Face for realism. Yet part of its pleasure comes from how openly artificial it is. Paris here is less a city than a state of mind. Cafés, boulevards and couture salons exist in a carefully arranged dreamscape where beauty is heightened and coincidence seems entirely reasonable.

Audrey Hepburn remains the film’s gravitational centre. There is always intelligence in her performances, even when the material threatens to reduce her to elegance alone. Jo is not merely decorative. She resists. She questions. She remains slightly amused by the absurd machinery surrounding her. Hepburn understood that charm is most effective when mixed with wit.

Fred Astaire, meanwhile, brings experience and ease. By this stage his dancing possessed a kind of deceptive simplicity. He never appeared to be showing off. He glided. That lightness suits Funny Face perfectly. The partnership between Astaire and Hepburn should not work on paper, yet somehow it does.

The musical numbers retain their power to delight. Bonjour Paris and Think Pink remain deliciously stylised creations, but perhaps the most memorable moments are quieter. Hepburn dancing in a smoky Parisian cellar carries an energy that feels spontaneous rather than choreographed, a brief eruption of freedom amid the orchestrated glamour.

What lingers, though, is the film’s gentle tension between thought and image. Jo is drawn towards philosophy and seriousness while the fashion world insists on surfaces. The film does not entirely resolve that argument. Perhaps that is why it still feels alive. Beneath the satin and photography lies a small debate about authenticity that modern culture, obsessed with presentation and self-curation, has hardly settled.

Queen Night Sky Arts, from 6:00pm

Sky Arts devotes the evening to Queen, beginning with Queen and I at the Opera and continuing through Queen Live at the Rainbow (7:00pm), Queen Greatest Video Hits 1 (8:45pm), Queen Greatest Video Hits 2 (10:00pm) and concluding with Queen: From Rags to Rhapsody (11:40pm). Queen’s journey from ambitious outsiders to global institution remains one of popular music’s great stories — part theatre, part rebellion and entirely their own.

My Favourite Cake (2024) 🌟BBC Four, 9:00pm

Some films arrive carrying noise and expectation. Others enter quietly and ask only for patience. My Favourite Cake belongs to the second category. This Iranian drama follows Mahin, an elderly widow who decides, against social convention and emotional caution alike, to reclaim companionship and pleasure. It is a modest story on the surface, but modesty should never be mistaken for insignificance.

The film understands solitude with unusual precision. Loneliness here is not melodramatic. It exists in routines, silences and rooms that feel slightly too large for one person. Mahin’s life has settled into habit, and habit has become a kind of invisible prison.

What gives the film its power is its refusal to sentimentalise ageing. Cinema often treats older characters as repositories of wisdom or comedy. My Favourite Cake grants Mahin something rarer — desire, contradiction and emotional agency. She is neither saint nor symbol.

The performances carry remarkable delicacy. There is no grandstanding, no theatrical pleading for audience sympathy. Instead, the actors allow emotion to emerge through hesitation and small gestures. A conversation, a glance, a shared meal — these become charged with meaning.

The social atmosphere surrounding the story is impossible to ignore. Without delivering speeches or slogans, the film reveals lives shaped by rules and expectations that limit intimacy and spontaneity. Yet the film resists despair. Its quiet rebellion lies precisely in refusing resignation.

Visually, the directors favour restraint. Domestic interiors and ordinary settings become spaces of emotional revelation rather than decorative backdrops. The camera observes patiently, giving scenes room to breathe.

What remains afterwards is tenderness. Not sentimental tenderness, but something more mature and harder won. My Favourite Cake reminds us that emotional hunger does not retire with age and that companionship remains a human need rather than a youthful luxury. It is a gentle film, though not a weak one.

Cher at the BBC / Cher Meets Rylan BBC Two, from 9:00pm

Cher has always understood reinvention better than most performers. These programmes offer archive celebration and present-day conversation, reminding us that longevity in entertainment rarely comes through caution. Cher survived fashions by refusing to become trapped by them.

Sunday 24th May 2026

Some Like It Hot (1959) BBC Two, 2:15pm

Billy Wilder’s comedy has the dangerous quality shared by truly great entertainments: it looks effortless. Jack Lemmon and Tony Curtis play musicians fleeing gangsters by disguising themselves as women and joining an all-female band led by Marilyn Monroe’s Sugar Kane. The premise is absurd, but Wilder treats absurdity with such confidence that disbelief becomes irrelevant.

The film moves with astonishing precision. Wilder and co-writer I.A.L. Diamond constructed dialogue like clockwork. Jokes arrive exactly when needed and never overstay their welcome. Yet timing alone does not explain why the film continues to charm.

Jack Lemmon gives perhaps the most joyous performance of his career. His transformation from reluctant impostor to gleeful participant in the deception carries a comic abandon that still feels fresh. Lemmon’s genius lay in allowing panic and delight to coexist.

Tony Curtis provides an ideal counterbalance, smoother and more calculating, though just as vulnerable beneath the swagger. Together they form one of cinema’s great comic pairings.

And then there is Marilyn Monroe. Too often discussed as symbol before performer, Monroe here reminds us how skilled she was. Sugar Kane is funny, wistful and emotionally exposed. Monroe gives her softness without reducing her to fragility.

The film’s treatment of gender and identity feels surprisingly modern. Wilder never turns disguise into cruelty. Instead, masquerade becomes liberation, however temporary. Characters discover aspects of themselves precisely through performance.

By the time that famous closing line arrives — one of the greatest endings in film history — Some Like It Hot has become more than a gangster comedy. It is a celebration of human absurdity and tolerance wrapped in impeccable comic machinery.

Monday 25th May 2026 – Bank Holiday Monday

High Noon (1952) 5Action, 1:55pm

Westerns often concern themselves with myth. The frontier, the lone rider, the moral certainty supposedly forged beneath endless skies. High Noon dismantles those assumptions with remarkable economy. Fred Zinnemann’s film unfolds almost in real time as Marshal Will Kane, played with weary authority by Gary Cooper, waits for the arrival of a vengeful outlaw while the town he once protected quietly abandons him.

The film’s structure remains startlingly effective. There is little spectacle and no appetite for romantic distraction. Instead, tension grows through clocks, empty streets and conversations that reveal fear disguised as pragmatism. Kane moves from house to house seeking support and discovers that loyalty evaporates when danger becomes personal.

Gary Cooper’s performance is central to the film’s enduring power. His Kane is no swaggering gunslinger intoxicated by violence. He is ageing, tired and uncertain, yet propelled by an inner obligation he cannot comfortably abandon. Cooper plays him as a man trapped not only by circumstance but by his own conscience.

Much has been written about the film’s political dimension, and rightly so. Screenwriter Carl Foreman was working under the shadow of anti-communist blacklisting, and the atmosphere of cowardice and compromise carries unmistakable contemporary resonance. Communities under pressure, the temptation to stay silent, the fear of standing apart — these concerns extend well beyond the western genre.

The supporting cast deepen that moral landscape. Grace Kelly’s pacifist bride represents one response to violence, while others cloak self-interest in respectable language. Nobody is entirely villainous, which makes their retreat all the more uncomfortable to watch.

Visually, High Noon strips the western of romantic excess. Streets appear exposed rather than heroic. Zinnemann’s direction resists grandeur, grounding the story in dust, heat and social unease. Even the famous ballad, Do Not Forsake Me, Oh My Darlin’, feels less celebratory than mournful.

The result is a western that continues to unsettle because it asks an awkward question that societies rarely enjoy confronting: what happens when principle becomes inconvenient? More than seventy years later, High Noon remains lean, tense and morally provocative.

Groundhog Day (1993) 🌟Film4, 9:00pm

Some comedies make us laugh and fade into affectionate memory. Others linger because they smuggle larger questions into apparently playful premises. Groundhog Day belongs firmly to the latter group. Harold Ramis’s film follows Bill Murray’s cynical weatherman Phil Connors, trapped in an endlessly repeating day in the small town of Punxsutawney.

The brilliance of the premise lies in its deceptive simplicity. What initially appears to be comic inconvenience gradually becomes existential inquiry. Phil wakes each morning to Sonny and Cher’s I Got You Babe, condemned to repetition without explanation or escape.

Bill Murray’s performance is the film’s great balancing act. He had already perfected the sardonic persona by this stage, but Groundhog Day allows him to move beyond irony. Phil begins as arrogant and casually contemptuous, a man protected by superiority and emotional detachment. Murray never softens these traits too quickly, which makes the character’s eventual transformation feel earned rather than sentimental.

The screenplay, by Ramis and Danny Rubin, understands that immortality without purpose becomes torment. Phil experiments with pleasure, manipulation and recklessness before recognising that consequence-free existence offers surprisingly little fulfilment. The film’s comedy emerges not merely from repetition but from spiritual frustration.

There is also a distinctly philosophical dimension beneath the humour. Critics and theologians alike have interpreted the film through religious and ethical traditions — Buddhist cycles, moral rebirth, even secular humanism. Remarkably, the film supports these readings without becoming didactic.

And then there is the town itself. Punxsutawney could easily have become caricature, yet the film treats it with affection. The supposedly dull environment that Phil initially despises gradually reveals unexpected richness. People he dismissed as tedious become individuals worthy of attention.

What makes Groundhog Day endure is its refusal to offer easy revelation. Personal growth here is slow and repetitive, marked by failure as much as insight. That honesty gives the comedy unusual depth. Beneath its fantasy mechanism lies a quietly radical suggestion: happiness may depend less upon escape than upon learning how to inhabit the ordinary with greater generosity.

Starship Troopers (1997) Legend, 9:00pm

Few films have travelled a stranger critical journey than Paul Verhoeven’s Starship Troopers. On release it was frequently dismissed as loud science-fiction spectacle, accused of glorifying precisely the militarism it portrayed. Time, however, has been kind to Verhoeven’s savage sense of irony.

Adapted loosely from Robert Heinlein’s novel, the film follows attractive young recruits fighting an interstellar war against giant alien insects. On the surface, it resembles exuberant pulp entertainment. Battles are chaotic, uniforms immaculate and heroics plentiful.

Yet Verhoeven, who grew up in Nazi-occupied Holland, rarely approached authority without suspicion. The film’s stylised newsreels, patriotic slogans and choreographed certainty deliberately echo propaganda aesthetics. Citizenship, service and sacrifice become commodities sold through spectacle.

The cast contribute to that satire by embracing sincerity rather than parody. Casper Van Dien and Denise Richards inhabit their roles with straight-faced conviction, allowing the absurdity of the surrounding ideology to speak for itself.

Visually, the film remains impressive. Its effects retain energy and scale, while Verhoeven stages combat not as triumphant adventure but as industrial slaughter. Bodies are expendable, rhetoric plentiful.

What unsettles is how familiar some of the film now feels. Its media manipulation and emotional simplifications appear less exaggerated than they once did. Verhoeven understood how societies can package conflict as entertainment.

That combination of excitement and critique explains why Starship Troopers continues to attract reassessment. It is both thrilling and suspicious of thrill itself — a blockbuster with teeth.

M*A*S*H* (1970) Great TV, 9:00pm

Before the long-running television series softened the material into something gentler, Robert Altman’s MASH* arrived carrying sharper edges. Set during the Korean War but unmistakably shaped by the Vietnam era, the film follows military surgeons using irreverence and chaos as defence mechanisms against institutional absurdity and human suffering.

Altman’s direction refuses conventional order. Dialogue overlaps, scenes spill into one another and authority appears permanently destabilised. Rather than heroic wartime drama, the film presents organised confusion.

Donald Sutherland and Elliott Gould lead with sly intelligence, their doctors mocking bureaucracy while remaining grimly competent at their work. Their humour is frequently juvenile and occasionally uncomfortable, yet Altman refuses to tidy their contradictions.

The operating theatre sequences provide a sobering counterpoint. Blood and injury intrude abruptly upon comedy, reminding audiences that humour here functions partly as survival strategy.

The film’s anti-authoritarian spirit resonated powerfully in 1970 and still retains force today. Institutions promising order often appear ridiculous under scrutiny, and MASH* understands that mockery can become a form of resistance.

Not every aspect has aged gracefully. Some gender politics now feel jarring, and viewers may debate whether satire excuses certain excesses. Yet perhaps that friction forms part of the film’s historical honesty.

What remains undeniable is Altman’s influence. MASH* helped redefine American cinema, opening space for looser storytelling and more sceptical visions of power.

Dear England BBC One, 9:00pm – Episode 2 of 4

James Graham’s drama continues its thoughtful exploration of leadership, masculinity and national expectation surrounding England football. Less interested in sporting triumph than psychological burden, Dear England treats football as a stage upon which wider anxieties are performed.

Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret (2023) BBC Two, 10:00pm

Judy Blume adaptations have long been approached with caution, perhaps because her writing occupies a space rarely treated with honesty — the emotional turbulence of adolescence. Kelly Fremon Craig’s adaptation understands that legacy and handles it with admirable sensitivity.

The film follows Margaret, caught between childhood and adolescence while negotiating religion, friendship and bodily change. These experiences are familiar to millions, yet cinema often approaches them with embarrassment or exaggeration.

Abby Ryder Fortson gives a wonderfully natural performance. Margaret feels recognisably awkward and curious rather than manufactured for sentiment. Rachel McAdams, meanwhile, brings warmth and complexity to Margaret’s mother.

What distinguishes the film is its refusal to patronise young experience. Embarrassment, longing and uncertainty are treated seriously without becoming melodramatic.

The religious dimension adds further richness. Margaret’s search for identity extends beyond adolescence into questions of belonging and inherited belief.

Visually and emotionally, the film favours intimacy over spectacle. Domestic spaces feel lived-in and relationships properly complicated.

Gentle without being slight, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret succeeds because it remembers what adulthood often forgets: growing up feels enormous when you are living through it.

Murder of the Essex Boys: Blood and Betrayal Channel 4, 10:00pm & 11:00pm

Channel 4 revisits one of Britain’s most notorious criminal cases in this two-part documentary examining gangland violence, contested narratives and the enduring fascination surrounding the Essex murders.

Tuesday 26th May 2026

Who Do You Think You Are? BBC One, 9:00pm – featuring Zoe Ball

The genealogy favourite returns as Zoe Ball traces family roots and forgotten histories, continuing a format that connects personal stories with wider social memory.

The Unstoppable Shirley MacLaine Sky Arts, 9:00pm

A portrait of one of Hollywood’s most distinctive performers, whose career embraced musical theatre, drama, comedy and unapologetic individuality.

World War II with Tom Hanks Sky History, 9:00pm

History revisited through testimony, archive and contemporary interpretation.

Prey (2022) Film4, 9:00pm (2022)

Franchises often suffer from exhaustion. The machinery grows louder while imagination grows smaller, until sequels begin to resemble contractual obligations rather than creative ventures. That is partly why Prey arrived as such an agreeable surprise. Instead of attempting to outdo its predecessors through sheer volume, director Dan Trachtenberg stripped the Predator formula back to essentials and rediscovered the tension that made the original memorable.

The film relocates the action to eighteenth-century North America and follows Naru, a young Comanche hunter determined to prove herself within a culture whose expectations do not always accommodate her ambitions. It is a simple premise, but simplicity can be liberating. The film understands that suspense depends less upon complexity than clarity.

Amber Midthunder gives a performance that anchors the entire enterprise. Naru is resourceful without becoming implausibly invincible and vulnerable without being reduced to helplessness. Midthunder plays her with intelligence and controlled determination, avoiding the kind of empty heroics that often flatten contemporary action cinema.

The setting matters enormously. Forests, rivers and open terrain are not decorative backdrops but active elements shaping the drama. The landscape feels inhabited and historically grounded, lending the story texture rarely found in franchise filmmaking. There is genuine pleasure in watching a film that allows environment and atmosphere to carry dramatic weight.

The action sequences are staged with admirable restraint. Trachtenberg avoids frantic editing and allows combat to unfold spatially, making violence legible rather than chaotic. The predator itself remains threatening because the film resists overexposure. Suspense survives when mystery survives.

There is also an intriguing thematic undercurrent surrounding survival and perception. Naru succeeds not through brute force but observation and adaptability. The film quietly questions assumptions about strength and authority without turning character development into a lecture.

What ultimately distinguishes Prey is its confidence in fundamentals. Character, setting and suspense take precedence over mythology and spectacle. For a long-running series, that feels almost radical. Prey may not reinvent science fiction, but it does something increasingly rare — it remembers how to tell a lean, satisfying story.

Reframed: Marilyn Monroe BBC Four, from 10:00pm
Continuing at 10:45pm, 11:25pm and 12:10am.

Marilyn Monroe has spent decades imprisoned inside her own mythology. This multi-part study attempts to look beyond the familiar iconography and reconsider the woman, performer and cultural phenomenon concealed beneath the image.

Wednesday 27th May 2026

Richard Madeley Inside the World’s Mega Prisons Channel 5, 9:00pm

Richard Madeley is granted rare access to one of the world’s largest and most tightly controlled prison complexes, a place built on the premise that overwhelming scale and absolute order can succeed where conventional systems have failed. What he finds is less a “facility” than a sealed world with its own rhythms, rules and tensions—an environment designed to contain the most dangerous offenders under a regime that prizes control above all else.

The programme follows Madeley as he moves through the layers of security and routine that define life inside. His calm, almost conversational style sits against a backdrop of stark conditions: vast cell blocks, relentless surveillance, and a daily existence stripped down to the bare mechanics of containment. The documentary doesn’t sensationalise, but it doesn’t soften anything either. It lets the place speak for itself.

What emerges is a portrait of a system built to be unyielding. Rehabilitation is not the headline here; the focus is on security, deterrence and the political logic that produced a prison on this scale. Madeley asks the obvious questions—about effectiveness, about humanity, about what such an institution says about the society that relies on it—but the answers are rarely straightforward. The result is a quietly unsettling hour of television, not because it shouts, but because it shows you a world most people will never see and leaves you to sit with the implications.

Murder on the Victorian Railway BBC Four, 9:00pm

History and true crime intersect in this reconstruction of one of Victorian Britain’s most notorious railway murders, a reminder that fascination with criminal spectacle is hardly a modern invention.

East Is East (1999) Film4, 9:00pm

There are films that wear their politics loudly and others that smuggle serious ideas through humour and domestic observation. East Is East belongs firmly to the second category. Damien O’Donnell’s adaptation of Ayub Khan-Din’s play examines family life within a British-Pakistani household in Salford during the early 1970s, balancing comedy and conflict with remarkable assurance.

At the centre stands George Khan, played magnificently by Om Puri. George is authoritarian, proud and often infuriating, determined to preserve cultural traditions while raising children increasingly shaped by British society. Lesser films would flatten him into caricature or villainy. East Is East refuses such simplicity.

Om Puri’s performance is extraordinary precisely because it embraces contradiction. George can be frightening and stubborn, yet also vulnerable and painfully human. Puri allows us to see a man struggling against forces he neither fully understands nor knows how to control.

Around him, the younger cast create a vivid sense of sibling life — teasing, quarrelling and forging identities in the uneasy space between parental expectation and personal desire. Their humour feels authentic rather than scripted for effect.

The film’s comedy is one of its great strengths. Domestic arguments, awkward courtship and generational misunderstandings provide genuine laughter. Yet the humour never conceals the emotional stakes. Behind the jokes lie questions about belonging, assimilation and the cost of divided identity.

The early 1970s setting matters too. Britain here appears restless and unsettled, wrestling with immigration, class and social change. The film never delivers political speeches, but politics inhabits the household nonetheless.

What makes East Is East endure is its generosity. Nobody emerges entirely right or entirely wrong. Families rarely operate according to ideological purity. They are messier, more contradictory and more emotionally entangled than public debates allow. Funny, bruising and compassionate, East Is East remains one of British cinema’s most perceptive portraits of cultural negotiation.

Dark Waters (2020) BBC Two, 11:30pm

American cinema has produced a distinguished tradition of investigative dramas exposing corporate and institutional wrongdoing, and Todd Haynes’s Dark Waters belongs honourably within that lineage. Based on true events, it follows lawyer Robert Bilott as he uncovers environmental contamination linked to chemical giant DuPont.

Mark Ruffalo gives a performance built upon persistence rather than charisma. Bilott is not presented as cinematic crusader or rhetorical genius. He appears cautious, often uncomfortable and increasingly burdened by the scale of what he uncovers. Ruffalo wisely avoids glamour.

The film’s strength lies in patience. Modern thrillers frequently confuse urgency with speed, but Dark Waters understands that investigation is usually painstaking work involving paperwork, persistence and frustration. Haynes embraces that procedural reality.

Anne Hathaway and Tim Robbins provide strong support, though the film’s emotional centre remains Bilott’s slow recognition of institutional indifference. The enemy here is not melodramatic evil but bureaucracy insulated by wealth and influence.

Haynes directs with unusual restraint. Offices, meeting rooms and industrial landscapes appear drained of glamour, reflecting a world where environmental catastrophe hides behind routine administration.

There is, inevitably, political resonance. Dark Waters speaks not only about pollution but about systems capable of dispersing responsibility until accountability becomes elusive. That theme feels painfully contemporary.

The result is compelling precisely because it resists sensationalism. Quietly angry and morally serious, Dark Waters reminds us that public health battles are often fought far from headlines and that persistence can sometimes become its own form of courage.

Thursday 28th May 2026

Local Hero (1983) Film4, 4:30pm

Few British films possess the gentle confidence of Bill Forsyth’s Local Hero. On paper, the story sounds almost slight. An American oil executive arrives in a Scottish coastal village intending to purchase the land for industrial development, only to encounter resistance, eccentricity and unexpected attachment. Yet Forsyth transforms this modest premise into something quietly profound.

The film benefits enormously from Peter Riegert’s understated central performance. His Mac is initially efficient and emotionally detached, a corporate emissary accustomed to viewing landscapes in transactional terms. Riegert wisely avoids broad transformation. Change arrives gradually.

Around him, the village becomes one of cinema’s great communities — humorous, eccentric and stubbornly individual without collapsing into caricature. Forsyth observes people with affection rather than sentimentality.

The Scottish landscape exerts its own power. Sweeping coastlines and changing skies are not presented merely as picturesque scenery but as emotional terrain. The land itself acquires value beyond economics.

Mark Knopfler’s score deserves special mention. Melancholy and lyrical, it drifts through the film like memory. Few soundtracks have fused so naturally with atmosphere.

Beneath the humour lies an understated meditation on modernity and belonging. Development promises prosperity, yet the film quietly asks what may be lost when value becomes purely financial.

The ending remains one of British cinema’s most affecting conclusions, marked not by dramatic confrontation but by longing and absence. Local Hero leaves viewers with that rare sensation of having visited somewhere emotionally real.

Classic Movies: The Story of Mulholland Drive Sky Arts, 8:00pm

Episode four of this documentary strand examines the making and afterlife of David Lynch’s modern classic.

A Life in 10 Pictures BBC Two, 9:00pm – Episode 1 of 4

Lives explored through defining photographs and the stories surrounding them.

Mulholland Drive (2001) Sky Arts, 9:00pm

David Lynch has always divided audiences between those eager to solve his work and those willing simply to inhabit it. Mulholland Drive rewards the second approach. What began life as an abandoned television pilot became one of the century’s most mesmerising cinematic puzzles.

Naomi Watts delivers a performance of astonishing elasticity, shifting between innocence, ambition and despair with extraordinary precision. Laura Harring complements her beautifully, her mysterious amnesiac radiating glamour and unease.

Hollywood itself becomes Lynch’s dreamscape. Beneath the palm trees and auditions lies a world shaped by fantasy, compromise and fractured identity. Lynch approaches Los Angeles not realistically but psychologically.

The film’s structure refuses easy explanation. Dreams bleed into reality, identities blur and narrative certainty collapses. Some viewers resist this. Others surrender and discover something hypnotic.

Lynch’s command of mood remains unrivalled. Sound design, lighting and rhythm generate unease long before anything overtly threatening occurs. Few directors understand dread so intuitively.

There are echoes of classic noir throughout — doomed desire, mystery and performance — yet Mulholland Drive transforms those influences into something more elusive and contemporary.

Its lasting fascination lies precisely in ambiguity. Rather than offering tidy meaning, the film invites participation. Like memory itself, it remains unstable, haunting and impossible to entirely pin down.

One to One: John and Yoko Sky Documentaries, 9:00pm

A documentary revisiting the partnership, activism and cultural influence of John Lennon and Yoko Ono during a turbulent period of public and private life.

Friday 29th May 2026

Charade (1963) Film4, 2:50pm

If Funny Face offered Audrey Hepburn wrapped in musical sophistication, Charade presents her in altogether more mischievous territory. Directed by Stanley Donen and co-starring Cary Grant, the film mixes romance, mystery and comic suspense with effortless style.

Hepburn plays Regina Lampert, suddenly entangled in murder, missing money and uncertain loyalties after her husband’s death. Cary Grant circles the narrative with his customary elegance, though part of the pleasure comes from never entirely trusting him.

Donen stages the intrigue with remarkable lightness. Suspense never overwhelms wit and comedy never dissolves tension. The tone remains beautifully balanced.

Paris again provides glamorous backdrop, though here the city carries danger alongside romance. Cafés and streets feel seductive but uncertain.

The chemistry between Hepburn and Grant remains irresistible. Their exchanges sparkle with flirtation and comic timing.

Often described as “the best Hitchcock film Hitchcock never made,” Charade earns the comparison while retaining its own personality — playful, stylish and endlessly watchable.

Erin Brockovich (2000) Film4, 9:00pm

There are films built around extraordinary people and films built around systems. Steven Soderbergh’s Erin Brockovich manages to be both. Based on a true story, it follows an unemployed single mother who stumbles into legal work and gradually uncovers environmental contamination linked to corporate negligence. The material could easily have collapsed into worthy melodrama or courtroom cliché. Instead, the film finds energy in personality and moral persistence.

Julia Roberts gives what remains one of her defining performances. Erin is introduced wearing confidence like armour — outspoken, abrasive and unwilling to perform respectability for those who have already dismissed her. Roberts understands that the character’s strength lies not in saintliness but in refusal. Erin is frequently impatient, sometimes reckless and entirely uninterested in becoming palatable.

The film wisely avoids presenting intelligence in narrow terms. Erin possesses no legal training and lacks institutional authority, yet she notices details others ignore and connects with people usually overlooked by professional structures. Her emotional directness becomes investigative skill rather than weakness.

Soderbergh directs with characteristic clarity. Offices, homes and desert landscapes are observed without glamour, grounding the drama in recognisable social realities. The contamination story matters precisely because it emerges from ordinary lives rather than abstract headlines.

Albert Finney provides superb support as Erin’s reluctant employer, their relationship developing through mutual irritation into hard-earned respect. The supporting cast deepen the sense of community affected by the scandal, reminding viewers that environmental catastrophe is ultimately lived through bodies and families.

The film also speaks to broader questions of class and credibility. Institutions often decide who deserves to be heard according to education, status and appearance. Erin repeatedly encounters condescension rooted in precisely those assumptions.

What makes Erin Brockovich endure is its combination of entertainment and anger. Soderbergh never sacrifices momentum for message, yet the outrage remains unmistakable. This is populist filmmaking in the best sense — accessible, emotionally engaging and morally alert.

Love, Simon (2018) ITV2, 9:05pm

Teen films often struggle with sincerity. Fearful of sentimentality, they retreat into irony or exaggerated cool. Love, Simon chooses a different route. Greg Berlanti’s adaptation of Becky Albertalli’s novel embraces emotional openness without embarrassment, following Simon Spier, a closeted teenager navigating friendship, family and first love.

Nick Robinson gives Simon an appealing mixture of confidence and uncertainty. He is not presented as tragic outsider or heroic symbol but as recognisably ordinary — bright, funny and anxious about what honesty might cost him. That ordinariness matters. Representation is sometimes discussed in abstract political terms, yet films such as Love, Simon demonstrate its emotional significance more quietly.

The supporting cast contribute warmth and texture. Jennifer Garner and Josh Duhamel avoid sitcom parenting stereotypes, creating a family environment marked by affection and imperfection rather than idealisation. Simon’s friendships feel equally lived-in, shaped by loyalty and misunderstanding in believable proportions.

The film’s high-school setting occasionally edges towards polished fantasy, and viewers accustomed to rougher coming-of-age dramas may find its tone almost disarmingly gentle. Yet gentleness should not be mistaken for triviality. Berlanti understands that adolescence can feel emotionally catastrophic even when external stakes appear modest.

There is humour throughout, particularly in Simon’s attempts to protect his secret while maintaining ordinary teenage life. The screenplay allows awkwardness and comedy to coexist with genuine emotional vulnerability.

What elevates Love, Simon beyond formula is its refusal to frame identity solely through suffering. Simon’s journey involves fear and loneliness, certainly, but also desire, excitement and hope. That tonal balance gives the film its generous spirit.

By the conclusion, Love, Simon feels less like cultural milestone than something perhaps more valuable — an affectionate, emotionally intelligent story about growing into honesty.

🌟 Jazz Night – BBC Four, from 9:05pm
Miles Davis: Birth of the Cool (9:05pm)
Alan Yentob Remembers Ella Fitzgerald (11:00pm)
Ella Fitzgerald: The Other Show (11:05pm)
Cleo Laine at the BBC (11:45pm)
Jazz 625 (12:45am)

BBC Four’s themed music nights have become one of British television’s quiet cultural treasures, and this jazz evening looks particularly rich. Beginning with Miles Davis: Birth of the Cool, the schedule moves through tribute, archive and performance to create something closer to a curated late-night session than ordinary broadcasting.

Miles Davis alone would justify attention. Few musicians reshaped their art form with such restless determination. From bebop through modal jazz and electric experimentation, Davis treated reinvention not as career strategy but artistic necessity.

The Ella Fitzgerald programming provides emotional contrast. Fitzgerald’s technical brilliance sometimes obscured the warmth and emotional intelligence of her singing, and Yentob’s tribute alongside The Other Show promises to revisit both performer and person.

Cleo Laine at the BBC reminds viewers that Britain produced jazz voices of remarkable distinction too, while Jazz 625 carries welcome archival pleasure. There is something comforting about encountering jazz at midnight on BBC Four, preserved not as museum artefact but living conversation.

In an era when cultural television is frequently squeezed by economics and ratings anxiety, evenings like this feel quietly defiant. Long may they continue.

Love & Mercy (2014) BBC Two, 11:00pm

Music biopics often follow predictable rhythms. Early promise, excess, collapse and redemption arranged with mechanical inevitability. Bill Pohlad’s Love & Mercy avoids that trap by refusing linear simplicity and approaching Brian Wilson’s life through fractured emotional memory.

The decision to divide Wilson between two actors proves inspired. Paul Dano portrays the young Beach Boys genius during the creation of Pet Sounds, while John Cusack inhabits Wilson later in life, vulnerable and constrained beneath the influence of manipulative therapist Eugene Landy. Rather than competing, the performances illuminate different emotional states.

Paul Dano is extraordinary. He captures not merely Wilson’s fragility but his obsessive musical imagination, conveying the exhilaration and exhaustion of creative brilliance. Studio sessions become psychological landscapes where sound and feeling merge.

John Cusack takes greater risks, resisting imitation in favour of emotional truth. His Wilson appears withdrawn and uncertain, trapped within systems of control disguised as care. Cusack allows pain and gentleness to coexist without sentimentality.

The film’s treatment of music deserves special praise. Rather than using songs simply as nostalgic reward, Pohlad explores composition itself — the painstaking search for sound, harmony and emotional expression. Recording studios become sites of invention and vulnerability.

Paul Giamatti’s Landy is chilling precisely because he avoids theatrical villainy. Control here emerges gradually, rationalised as protection and expertise. The film understands how dependency and exploitation can become entangled.

What remains afterwards is not scandal or tragedy but admiration for artistic persistence. Love & Mercy recognises Brian Wilson as neither saint nor casualty but complicated creator. Among music biopics, it stands as one of the most humane and formally inventive.

Radio Choice

Desert Island Discs Radio 4, Sunday 10:00am – featuring Emily Watson

A digital radio displaying 92.5 FM with various settings buttons, next to a pair of black headphones on a wooden surface.

I’ve loved this programme from the very first bars of its opening music. That familiar theme drops you straight into a different headspace—an invitation to settle in and listen as someone unpacks the story of their life through the records that shaped them. The structure is deceptively simple: eight pieces of music, a book, a luxury item, and the castaway’s journey through memory, influence and experience. But within that framework, people reveal far more than they realise.

What keeps me coming back is how much I learn about others just by listening. Music loosens people; it lets them talk about childhood, ambition, heartbreak, triumph—often without ever naming those things directly. I’m always curious to hear where my tastes overlap with theirs, and just as interested in the moments where they pull me somewhere new. A single track can open a door into a world I’d never have explored on my own.

And then there’s the pleasure of the choices at the end: the book they’d take to the island, the luxury item they can’t live without. Those details are often as revealing as the music—tiny windows into what someone values when everything else is stripped away.

The archive is a treasure in its own right. Decades of voices, eras, sensibilities, and shifting cultural landscapes, all preserved and waiting to be rediscovered. I trawl through it happily, dipping into old episodes, following threads, revisiting favourites. It’s one of the few programmes that rewards curiosity and patience, and it never fails to teach me something—about others, and quietly, about myself.

TikTok: The Working Week in Five Days Radio 4, Monday–Friday, 1:45pm

This timely series explores changing attitudes to labour, productivity and modern working life, asking whether inherited ideas about the working week continue to make sense in an age shaped by technology and shifting social expectations.

Podcast Choice

How Did We Get Here? Israel and the Palestinians BBC Sounds

A microphone on a boom arm next to a laptop displaying audio waveforms, with a notebook and pen, and a cup of coffee.

The BBC turns to one of the world’s most enduring and emotionally charged conflicts in this historical and political podcast examining the Israeli–Palestinian question. Rather than treating events as isolated headlines, the series attempts to trace deeper roots and competing narratives.

Whatever one’s perspective, context matters, and the podcast’s value lies in encouraging precisely that wider view.

My Mate Bought a Toaster

There is something gloriously nosy about the premise behind My Mate Bought a Toaster. Guests discuss their online purchase histories and, through shopping habits and accidental revelations, unexpectedly reveal versions of themselves.

Part comedy and part social anthropology, it appeals to anyone fascinated by the small clues people leave behind.

And if, like me, you occasionally study supermarket baskets and quietly construct biographies from groceries, this one may prove particularly entertaining.

Streaming Choice

BBC iPlayer

The Invisibles — Series 2

A living room scene featuring a person holding a remote control in front of a television displaying 'Top Picks' and 'New Releases'. A radio is visible on a table next to a bowl of popcorn.

The second series of The Invisibles returns to the Devon coast with its familiar blend of seaside melancholy and criminal nostalgia. Anthony Head and Warren Clarke slip back into the roles of retired thieves who can’t quite outrun the shadows they once commanded.
This run leans further into the ache of ageing — men confronting irrelevance, loyalty, and the seductive pull of one last job. The humour remains dry, but the emotional undertow is stronger.
Available from Friday 29 May, it’s a reminder that the past rarely stays buried, especially for those who once lived outside the law.

Living

Oliver Hermanus’s Living (2022) remains one of the most humane British films of the decade. Bill Nighy gives a career‑best performance as a civil servant quietly confronting mortality, in Kazuo Ishiguro’s adaptation of Kurosawa’s Ikiru.
Post‑war London is rendered in soft greys and moral clarity — a world where bureaucracy both shields and suffocates.
Available until Monday, it’s a study in grace, purpose, and the fragile dignity of small acts.


Discovery+

The Many Lives of Benjamin Kyle

This four‑part documentary revisits the baffling real case of a man found unconscious behind a Georgia Burger King in 2004 with no memory of who he was.
Through interviews, forensic work, and years of dead ends, the series follows his long search for identity — a journey that eventually revealed “Benjamin Kyle” to be William Powell.
All four episodes are available from 30 May, a haunting exploration of memory, anonymity, and the precarious architecture of selfhood.


Prime Video

Spider‑Noir

Nicolas Cage returns to voice the trench‑coated vigilante in this animated spin‑off from the Spider‑Verse universe, set in a stylised 1930s New York of chiaroscuro alleys and moral ambiguity.
The eight‑episode run leans into pulp narration, jazz‑era grit, and Cage’s sardonic delivery, which anchors the noir tone beautifully.
Available from Wednesday 27 May, it’s a moody, monochrome antidote to superhero gloss.

The Long Walk

Based on Stephen King’s dystopian novel, The Long Walk imagines a near‑future contest where teenage boys must keep walking until only one survives.
The adaptation preserves the book’s existential dread — a parable of endurance, spectacle, and state cruelty.
Available now, it’s stark, hypnotic viewing that turns motion itself into punishment.


Apple TV+

Star City

Star City is an alternate‑history drama set inside the Soviet Union’s secret cosmonaut training centre outside Moscow, expanding the world established in For All Mankind. The series follows engineers, cosmonauts and the ever‑watchful security services as they navigate the pressures of ideology, secrecy and ambition within the USSR’s side of the space race. It blends Cold War tension with the personal stakes of those working behind closed doors, showing how loyalty, science and survival intersect in a system built on both aspiration and control.
The series balances Cold War paranoia with human ambition, showing how ideology, science, and personal sacrifice collided in the race to orbit.
The first two episodes are available from Friday 29 May, promising a blend of historical precision and cosmic yearning.


Netflix

Nemesis

Nemesis is a taut British thriller about a former intelligence officer pulled back into a web of betrayal after a botched operation.
Its clipped tone and procedural focus give the drama a cold, metallic edge, with moral corrosion seeping through every exchange.
Available now, it’s espionage stripped of glamour — all consequence, no catharsis.

Rob Peace

Adapted from Jeff Hobbs’s biography, Rob Peace tells the true story of a brilliant Yale scholar whose double life in Newark’s drug trade led to tragedy.
Chiwetel Ejiofor directs with empathy, avoiding sensationalism in favour of systemic critique and human complexity.
Available now, it’s a portrait of promise undone by inequality and circumstance.

Maxxine

The third film in Ti West’s X trilogy, Maxxine follows Mia Goth’s survivor into 1980s Los Angeles, chasing fame while haunted by the violence that shaped her.
It’s both slasher and satire — a neon‑drenched study of ambition, exploitation, and the Hollywood dream machine at its most predatory.
Available from 21 May, it closes the trilogy with a mix of horror, irony, and defiant self‑invention.

Love Lies Bleeding

Kristen Stewart stars in Rose Glass’s neo‑noir romance set in the desert world of bodybuilding, obsession, and criminal temptation.
The film’s muscular style and queer intensity recall Bound and Body Heat, all sweat, longing, and danger.
Available until 31 May, it’s a feverish, intoxicating descent into desire and control.


Disney+

The Testament of Ann Lee

This docudrama traces the life of Ann Lee, founder of the Shakers, whose radical vision of equality and celibacy shaped an American religious movement.
Mixing archival material with lyrical reenactment, it captures the tension between spiritual purity, communal discipline, and the cost of conviction.
Available now, it’s a contemplative look at faith as rebellion.

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Smiling Rot in Normal (2026): Wheatley’s Fable of Decline & Corruption

Bob Odenkirk plays Ulysses, a former Chicago police officer who arrives in Normal, Minnesota to serve as interim sheriff after the previous one dies under murky circumstances. As the Financial Times Weekend (16-17 May 2026) says: “The name Normal is the first gag of many”. The town he inherits is already hollowed out: shuttered shops, a shrinking population, and a civic culture worn thin by years of economic erosion.

He meets the expected gallery of eccentrics — the leery mayor, the flirty barmaid, the little old lady who runs the haberdashery, the frenetic sheriff’s department — all sketched with the breezy shorthand Wheatley favours. But as Ulysses digs deeper, he uncovers a criminal conspiracy involving weapons trafficking, corrupt officials, and a violent gang with Yakuza ties.

The plot is wildly unrealistic — a chain of coincidences and conveniently timed revelations, as well as consequences implausibly avoided — but the film isn’t built for plausibility. It’s built for impact.

The Mayor — Henry Winkler’s smiling rot, and the logic of complicity

If Normal has a single character who embodies the town’s moral collapse, it’s Mayor Kibner, played with unnerving geniality by Henry Winkler. The magazine review calls his role a “miss,” but that undersells what Wheatley is doing. Kibner isn’t a villain in the theatrical sense. He’s something more familiar — the small‑town politician who has learned to survive by compromising his ideals.

His justifications are the most chilling part of his character. He doesn’t see himself as corrupt; he sees himself as pragmatic. In his mind, the town is dying anyway — the factories gone, the tax base evaporated, the young people leaving — so why not make accommodations with the forces that still have money and muscle?

His logic is the logic of slow collapse:

  • If the system no longer works, you improvise.
  • If the law can’t protect the town, you find someone who can.
  • If the people are scared, you give them the illusion of order.

Every compromise becomes a “necessary evil.” Every concession is framed as stewardship. That’s what makes him dangerous. He rationalises. He persuades himself — and tries to persuade others — that bending the rules is the only way to keep the town afloat.

Winkler plays him with a salesman’s warmth — the handshake, the reassuring smile, the tone of a man who wants you to believe he’s doing his best. But behind that affability is a hollowed‑out sense of responsibility. He’s not leading the town; he’s managing its decline, smoothing over the cracks, and telling himself that survival justifies everything.

In a film full of gunfire, Kibner is the quietest form of violence: the violence of corruption, of a leader who stops believing in the very idea of public duty. He is the most interesting character in the film.

Complicity — when a whole town looks away

One of the film’s sharper, if underdeveloped, ideas is how the vast majority of the townsfolk become complicit in the corruption that’s consuming them. Not through grand conspiracies, but through the small, familiar mechanisms of decline:

  • People look away because they’re tired.
  • Businesses cooperate because they need the money.
  • Civic leaders bend because they’ve lost faith in the institutions they’re meant to defend.
  • And most strikingly, law enforcement fractures — some officers quietly aiding the criminal network, others simply refusing to intervene.

This isn’t the melodramatic “town gone bad” of old Westerns. It’s something more recognisable: a community worn down by economic erosion, fear, and the slow normalisation of wrongdoing. Collapse isn’t sudden; it’s cumulative.

A film built for set‑pieces

Let’s be honest: Normal is structured like a chain of violent dioramas. Every ten minutes, another meticulously engineered action sequence erupts. The magazine review singles out the “nasty brawl in a hardware store,” and it’s true — Wheatley stages it with bruising precision.

Cars flip, walls splinter, bullets stitch the air. The choreography is muscular and relentless.

But the rhythm becomes narcotic. The violence stops shocking and starts numbing. You drift through it as if it were weather — something that simply happens, without moral weight.

Even the script’s attempts at levity — including the much‑mocked “physics, bitch” line — land with a thud, a reminder that the film’s tonal ambitions exceed its writing.

What does this violence do to the mind?

This is the film’s unintended question. When brutality is constant, stylised, and unmoored from consequence, the viewer adapts. The mind slides into a state where bodies falling become part of the scenery. It’s not the gore that unsettles — it’s the ease with which you absorb it.

The film wants to warn us about societal collapse, but its real message is about desensitisation: how quickly the extraordinary becomes ordinary when packaged as entertainment.

The decline of American towns — the film’s accidental truth

Where Normal brushes against something real is in its landscapes. The shuttered main street, the empty factories, the sense of a place abandoned long before the first gunshot — these images carry more weight than any monologue.

This is the quiet violence the film never quite confronts: the slow hollowing‑out of American towns, the economic erosion that leaves communities brittle and combustible. In those moments, you glimpse the film it could have been — a meditation on civic decay rather than a catalogue of ballistic choreography.

But the camera never lingers. There’s always another firefight waiting.

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Culture Vulture — 9–15 May 2026


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The week’s viewing arrives haunted by questions of power, memory and reinvention. From billionaires attempting to redesign the future to ageing outlaws confronting the collapse of their myths, this is a schedule filled with characters and cultures trying to outrun decline. Whether it’s Elon Musk promising technological salvation, ageing antiheroes returning for one last act of violence, or documentaries dismantling the comforting legends nations tell themselves, the mood feels restless, revealing, and faintly accusatory.

Three selections stand out. 🌟 The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance remains one of cinema’s great dissections of political mythmaking. 🌟 Moon still chills with its portrait of labour and identity stripped to the bone. 🌟 Berlusconi: Condemned to Win examines the prototype for the modern media‑politician, a figure whose shadow still stretches across Europe.

Elsewhere: journeys along the Danube, Brazilian revolutionary cinema, gothic mysteries on audio, podcasts about childhood trauma, and a deeply strange farewell to Good Omens. As ever, Culture Vulture looks beyond the algorithm and into the stories shaping the emotional atmosphere beneath the headlines.

Selections and reviews are by Pat Harrington.


Saturday 9th May 2026

🌟 The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance

5 Action, 4:25 PM

John Ford’s masterpiece remains one of the most quietly devastating westerns ever made. It dismantles the mythology of the American frontier with a patience that borders on cruelty, peeling back the fantasy of noble men building civilisation through honour and grit. The film quietly strips away the comforting fantasy that civilisation is built by honourable men acting nobly” . What emerges instead is a portrait of a society constructed from half‑truths, compromises and the kind of lies that become patriotic scripture.

The famous line — “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend” — lands harder with every passing decade. Ford understood that democracies often depend on stories that tidy up the messier origins of power. Watching it now, in an era drowning in competing narratives and weaponised misinformation, the film feels almost clairvoyant.

Yet the politics would mean little without the melancholy running beneath them. John Wayne’s Tom Doniphon is a man watching the world move on without him, a gunslinger whose usefulness is fading as the town embraces law, order and selective memory. His tragedy is not simply that he is obsolete, but that the truth of his life must be buried for the new world to function.

Ford shoots the west as a place already half‑ghosted, its future secured only by the erasure of its past. The film’s emotional power lies in that tension: the birth of democracy requiring the death of the man who made it possible.

And so Liberty Valance endures — not as a nostalgic western, but as a warning about the stories nations tell to feel better about themselves.

The Sting

Legend, 5:25 PM

The Sting remains one of cinema’s great confidence tricks, a film so charming that audiences willingly surrender to its sleight of hand. Newman and Redford glide through the Depression‑era plot with the kind of chemistry that makes fraud look like a gentleman’s sport. The film turns raud into a kind of elegant performance art. .

Beneath the ragtime bounce lies something darker. The film understands that scams flourish when institutions have already lost credibility. Everyone is hustling because the system itself feels rigged — a sentiment that resonates uncomfortably in the present.

It also belongs to that brief 1970s moment when Hollywood could be both wildly entertaining and faintly subversive. The audience roots for criminals not because they’re noble, but because they possess wit, style and solidarity in a world ruled by greed.

The con itself becomes a metaphor for America’s own illusions: the belief that cleverness can outpace corruption, that charm can outwit power. It’s a fantasy, of course, but a seductive one.

Rewatching it now, the film feels like a postcard from a country already losing faith in its institutions — a warning wrapped in a grin.

Angela Rippon’s River Cruises

Channel 5, 8:00 PM

Travel television often functions as a collective exhale, a temporary escape from overcrowded cities and economic anxiety. Angela Rippon understands this instinctively. Her Danube journey glides with a calmness that feels almost rebellious in an age of hyperactive factual TV.

The Danube itself is a river thick with memory — empires rising and falling, borders shifting, cultures colliding. Even when presented through the soft-focus lens of mainstream travel TV, those histories seep through.

Rippon’s presence is the show’s anchor. Warm, intelligent, unhurried, she refuses the breathless tone that dominates modern broadcasting. Her style suggests that curiosity need not be loud to be engaging.

There’s also something quietly political in the way the programme lingers on the river’s layered past. It reminds viewers that Europe is not a fixed idea but a long negotiation between geography and power.

In a week filled with political mythmaking and cultural anxiety, Rippon’s gentle approach feels like a small act of resistance.

Pocahontas: Beyond the Myth

PBS America, 7:20 PM

This documentary attempts to prise apart centuries of romanticised storytelling to reveal the real figure buried beneath. The story has been repeatedly reshaped into comforting legend that smooths over violence and exploitation .

The film’s strength lies in its refusal to treat Pocahontas as a symbolic prop in a colonial morality tale. Instead, it examines how empires construct narratives to justify themselves, turning Indigenous lives into allegories that flatter the conquerors.

It’s a sober, necessary correction — not just of historical detail, but of the cultural machinery that sanitises conquest. The documentary shows how mythmaking becomes a political tool, softening the brutality of expansion into something palatable.

Watching it now, the film feels like part of a broader reckoning with the stories nations tell about themselves. The past is not neutral; it is curated.

And in that curation lies the real power.

The Suicide Squad

ITV2, 9:00 PM

James Gunn’s gleefully anarchic take on the superhero genre remains one of the few comic‑book films willing to bite the hand that feeds it. Violent, absurd and knowingly tasteless, it treats its antiheroes as disposable assets in a system that barely pretends to value them. Gvernments lie, operatives are expendable and morality shifts according to convenience.

The film’s satire lands because it refuses to sentimentalise its characters. They are tools, and the state uses them accordingly. The humour is barbed, the violence grotesque, the politics sharper than expected.

Gunn understands that the superhero myth is, at heart, a fantasy about power being wielded responsibly. The Suicide Squad laughs at that idea. Here, power is bureaucratic, cynical and uninterested in heroism.

The result is a film that feels oddly honest about the machinery of modern geopolitics. It’s a cartoon, yes, but one with teeth.

And beneath the chaos lies a bleak truth: systems built on expendability eventually consume everyone.

The Producers

BBC Two, 11:45 PM

Mel Brooks’ outrageous satire remains a masterclass in using comedy to puncture authoritarianism. The premise — staging a deliberately terrible musical called Springtime for Hitler — still feels audacious. Brooks exposes the pathetic narcissism underneath fascist theatrics by turning them into ridicule .

The film’s genius lies in its refusal to treat fascism with solemnity. Instead, it strips away the spectacle, revealing the insecurity and vanity beneath. Laughter becomes a political act.

Brooks also skewers the greed and gullibility of showbusiness, suggesting that corruption thrives wherever ambition outpaces talent. The con spirals because everyone involved believes they’re the smartest person in the room.

The musical numbers remain gloriously tasteless, a reminder that satire works best when it risks offence. Brooks never flinches.

Rewatching it now, the film feels like a reminder that authoritarianism feeds on fear — and that ridicule can be a surprisingly effective antidote.

Sunday 10th May 2026

The Elon Musk Show

BBC Two, 8:00 PM

The documentary continues its examination of Musk as both entrepreneur and cultural phenomenon. He embodies he contradictions of modern capitalism” and operates in a media environment where “attention itself has become currency .

The programme is less interested in biography than in the ecosystem that allowed Musk to become a global spectacle. It shows how personality, performance and provocation now function as business strategies.

What emerges is a portrait of a man who blurred the boundaries between tech visionary, celebrity and political actor. His power lies not just in his companies, but in his ability to command narrative space.

The documentary also hints at the fragility of this model. When attention becomes currency, volatility becomes inevitable.

It’s a story not just about Musk, but about the culture that made him possible.

Sisu

Film4, 9:30 PM

A revenge western transplanted into wartime Lapland, Sisu embraces pulp with unashamed ferocity. Nazis replace outlaws; endurance replaces realism. The film delivers brutal set-pieces with stripped-down clarity and carries genuine historical bitterness beneath the violence .

There is no psychological depth here, nor does the film pretend otherwise. Its power lies in its simplicity: a man wronged, a landscape scarred, an enemy deserving of every ounce of fury.

The violence is stylised but never weightless. The film’s anger feels rooted in history, not fantasy.

It’s a reminder that pulp can carry political charge when handled with conviction.

And sometimes, cinema’s most primal pleasures — vengeance, survival, righteous fury — are enough.

🌟 Moon

Channel 4, 11:00 PM

Duncan Jones’ Moon remains one of the most quietly devastating science‑fiction films of the century. Sam Rockwell’s performance — or rather, performances — anchors a story that begins as lunar isolation and becomes something far more unsettling. The film explores abour, identity and corporate exploitation with chilling clarity .

What makes Moon so effective is its restraint. There are no grand vistas, no operatic battles, no cosmic revelations. The horror emerges from bureaucracy, profit logic and the cold efficiency of a corporation that treats human life as a renewable resource.

Rockwell’s work is extraordinary: fragile, furious, bewildered, tender. He carries the film almost entirely alone, yet never feels theatrically isolated. His loneliness is the point.

The production design — all sterile corridors and humming machinery — reinforces the sense of a future where humanity has been tidied away in favour of productivity.

Rewatching it now, the film feels even more prescient. The future it imagines is not spectacular; it is efficient. And that is the real nightmare.

The Proposition

Talking Pictures TV, 9:45 PM

Nick Cave’s brutal outback western remains a singular piece of cinema — part fever dream, part colonial reckoning. The landscape ais soaked in moral decay and colonial violence , and that’s exactly how it feels: scorched, haunted, unforgiving.

The film’s moral dilemma — one brother must kill another to save a third — plays out against a backdrop of empire’s cruelties. Violence is not aberration but infrastructure.

Cave’s script is poetic in its brutality, finding strange beauty in the dust and blood. The performances, especially from Guy Pearce and Ray Winstone, carry the weight of men trapped in systems they barely understand.

The film refuses redemption. Its world is too broken for that. Instead, it offers clarity: a vision of colonialism stripped of romance.

It lingers like a bruise.

A Bigger Splash

BBC Two, 11:00 PM

Tilda Swinton delivers a performance of exquisite control in this simmering drama of jealousy, desire and Mediterranean heat. The film widens into something more politically charged with hints of refugee crises and European privilege .

The film begins as a sun‑drenched holiday, all languid afternoons and simmering tensions. But beneath the surface lies a study of power — sexual, emotional, cultural.

Ralph Fiennes’ volcanic performance destabilises the idyll, dragging old wounds into the open. The villa becomes a pressure cooker.

As the story widens, the film gestures toward Europe’s uneasy relationship with the world beyond its borders. Luxury exists alongside desperation; privilege depends on distance.

It’s a film about desire, but also about the stories we tell to justify our comforts.

Tea with Mussolini

BBC Two, 11:55 PM

Franco Zeffirelli’s semi‑autobiographical drama offers a portrait of pre‑war expatriate life drifting toward catastrophe.A privileged class sleepwalking through political catastrophe .

The film’s charm lies in its ensemble — Judi Dench, Maggie Smith, Cher — each playing women who believe culture and refinement can hold barbarism at bay. They are wrong, of course, but their delusion is touching.

Zeffirelli’s Florence is beautiful, fragile, doomed. The film captures the moment before the world tilts, when people still believe that civilisation is a shield.

It’s a gentle film, but not a naive one. The shadows lengthen even in the sunlit piazzas.

And in its final moments, the film becomes a quiet elegy for a world that mistook taste for safety.

Monday 11th May 2026

The Elon Musk Show

BBC Two

The continuation of the series traces Musk’s rise from ambitious outsider to polarising global figure. Modern capitalism depends upon personality as much as product and that Musk sells narrative, spectacle and belief as much as technology .

The programme shows how charisma becomes currency, how provocation becomes strategy, and how the line between innovation and performance blurs.

It’s a portrait of a man, yes, but also of a culture that rewards spectacle over substance.

Children of the Blitz

BBC Two, 9:00 PM

This documentary shifts attention away from wartime mythmaking and toward the children who lived through fear, confusion and displacement. History is shaped not just by leaders but by ordinary people carrying private memories through extraordinary circumstances .

The programme’s strength lies in its intimacy. These are not grand narratives but small, fragile recollections.

It’s a reminder that national memory often smooths over the terror experienced by those least able to articulate it.

Tuesday 12th May 2026

🌟 Berlusconi: Condemned to Win

BBC Four, 10:00 PM

Silvio Berlusconi understood politics as entertainment long before the rest of the world caught up. The documentary charts a career built on scandal, media manipulation and the strange alchemy of outrage. Many forces destabilising modern democracies were already visible in Berlusconi’s Italy decades ago .

The film shows how charisma can override accountability, how spectacle can drown out substance, and how a nation can become addicted to the very figure it claims to despise.

Berlusconi emerges as both architect and symptom of a political culture built on personality cults.

It’s a cautionary tale, but also a mirror.

And the reflection is uncomfortably familiar.

T2 Trainspotting

Film4

Danny Boyle’s sequel is less a nostalgic reunion than a reckoning. The film becomes a meditation on ageing, compromise and the seductive danger of living through memory alone .

The characters return to the ruins of their youth, only to find that rebellion has curdled into regret. The film’s bitterness is its honesty.

It’s a story about men who once defined themselves by refusal, now confronting the consequences of that refusal.

Memory becomes both refuge and trap.

The Beguiled

Legend, 11:40 PM

Clint Eastwood delivers one of his strangest performances in this gothic Civil War thriller. It is a world of repression, paranoia and shifting power dynamics .

The film’s claustrophobia is palpable. Desire becomes weaponised; kindness becomes strategy.

Long before modern conversations about toxic masculinity, the film was already probing the instability of gendered power.

It’s a strange, unsettling piece.

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Wednesday 13th May 2026 (continued)

The Elon Musk Show

BBC Two, 8:00 PM

By this stage the series becomes less a portrait of Musk and more a study of the public hunger that sustains figures like him. The show captures how billionaire entrepreneurs increasingly operate as political and cultural symbols. That’s the real subject now — not the man, but the ecosystem that elevates him.

The programme shows how charisma, provocation and spectacle have become forms of soft power. Musk is simply the most visible practitioner. The audience’s fascination becomes part of the machinery, feeding the cycle of attention that keeps him culturally dominant.

There’s a faint melancholy to it all. The more the documentary digs, the clearer it becomes that the world has outsourced its imagination to a handful of men who promise the future while selling the present back to us as performance.

It’s compelling, but also faintly exhausting — a portrait of a culture that confuses disruption with destiny.

Robin and Marian

Film4, 5:05 PM

Sean Connery and Audrey Hepburn bring a bruised tenderness to this late‑life Robin Hood tale.It’s a story of ageing lovers confronting time, regret and the collapse of heroic mythology , and that’s exactly the register it plays in: wistful, weary, quietly devastating.

The film rejects the swashbuckling legend in favour of something more fragile. Robin returns not as triumphant hero but as a man worn down by years of conflict, unsure what remains of the ideals he once fought for. Marian, too, carries the weight of a life lived in the shadow of myth.

Their reunion is tender but edged with sorrow. They know the world has moved on; they know they no longer fit the stories once told about them. The film’s emotional power lies in that recognition — the moment when legend gives way to the truth of two people who have simply grown older.

The action is sparse, almost reluctant. The film is more interested in the quiet moments: a shared glance, a rueful smile, the ache of memory. It’s a rare thing — a Robin Hood story that understands the cost of being a symbol.

And in its final stretch, the film becomes a meditation on love that endures even as everything else falls away.

Thursday 14th May 2026

Imitation of Life

Film4, 3:25 PM

Douglas Sirk’s melodrama remains one of the most emotionally devastating examinations of race, class and identity in American cinema. Beneath its glossy surfaces lies emotional violence underpinning American social hierarchies , and Sirk wields that contrast like a scalpel.

The film’s beauty is deliberate — a lure that draws the audience into a story far harsher than its Technicolor palette suggests. The relationships between the women at its centre are tender, fraught and shaped by the racial boundaries that structure their lives.

Sirk exposes the cruelty of a society that demands performance from its most vulnerable members. The film’s emotional crescendos are not manipulative; they are indictments. Every tear is political.

What makes the film endure is its refusal to offer easy reconciliation. Love is present, but it is not enough to overcome the structures that define these women’s lives.

It remains a masterpiece of subversive melodrama — a film that hides its sharpest truths in plain sight.

Friday 15th May 2026

Unreported World — Faith Healers: Saints or Scammers?

Channel 4, 7:30 PM

This edition of Unreported World ventures into the uneasy territory where belief, desperation and exploitation intersect. Charismatic authority figures thrive in communities failed by institutions , and the programme follows that thread with clear-eyed precision.

The film doesn’t sneer at faith, nor does it romanticise it. Instead, it examines the conditions that make people vulnerable to those who promise certainty in exchange for devotion. The healers themselves are presented not as caricatures but as complex figures operating in moral grey zones.

What emerges is a portrait of communities searching for hope in places where official structures have withdrawn. The programme’s power lies in its refusal to simplify. It shows how exploitation can grow from the same soil as genuine belief.

It’s uncomfortable viewing — and necessary.

Triangle of Sadness

BBC Two, 11:00 PM

Ruben Östlund’s savage satire turns luxury into grotesque farce. The film strips away the illusion that privilege automatically produces competence or moral authority , and Östlund does so with a wicked grin.

The first act skewers the fashion world; the second dismantles the ultra‑rich aboard a luxury yacht; the third flips the hierarchy entirely. Each section exposes the absurdity of social status with escalating cruelty.

Östlund’s humour is sharp, sometimes vicious, but never gratuitous. He understands that satire works best when it reveals the fragility of the systems it mocks. Here, wealth is not power — it is delusion.

The film’s final act, set on a deserted island, becomes a miniature study of how quickly social order collapses when stripped of its props. Competence becomes currency; beauty becomes useless.

It’s a film that laughs until the laughter catches in your throat.

How to Build a Girl

Channel 4, 1:05 AM

Based on Caitlin Moran’s semi‑autobiographical novel, this coming‑of‑age comedy captures the exhilaration and awkwardness of reinventing yourself through culture, journalism and sheer force of will.Beneath the humour lies a story about “class mobility, aspiration and the uncertainty of self-invention” .

The film’s charm lies in its messiness. Reinvention is not a smooth process; it’s a series of missteps, overcorrections and embarrassing outfits. Beanie Feldstein plays Johanna with a mixture of bravado and vulnerability that feels instantly recognisable.

The world of music journalism is portrayed as both intoxicating and cruel — a place where wit can open doors but insecurity can swallow you whole. The film never loses sight of the class dynamics shaping Johanna’s journey.

It’s funny, heartfelt and sharper than it first appears.


Streaming Choice

The Punisher — One Last Kill

Disney+, from Wednesday 13th May

Frank Castle returns in a story steeped in trauma, violence and the grim psychology that has always set The Punisher apart. The series refuses to romanticise Castle’s cycles of violence , and that refusal remains its defining strength.

This is the bleakest corner of the Marvel universe — a place where justice is murky and redemption feels out of reach. Castle’s war is internal as much as external.

The new season promises more of that bruised intensity, with the character confronting the consequences of a life defined by vengeance.

It’s not comfortable viewing, but it’s compelling.

Good Omens — 90‑minute finale

Prime Video, Wednesday

The final chapter arrives under the shadow of controversy surrounding Neil Gaiman, which he denies. Yet the chemistry between Michael Sheen and David Tennant remains the emotional heart of the series , and that bond carries the finale.

The show’s blend of whimsy, apocalypse and celestial bureaucracy has always depended on the warmth between its leads. Even amid production upheaval, that connection holds.

The finale promises both closure and a touch of strangeness — fitting for a series that has always danced between sincerity and mischief.

Nouvelle Vague

BFI Player, available now

A playful, affectionate and politically aware look at the birth of the French New Wave. Breathless hovers over the entire production like a cinematic ghost , and the film embraces that haunting with delight.

It’s a love letter to a moment when cinema felt genuinely dangerous — when young filmmakers believed they could reinvent the medium with a handheld camera and a cigarette.

The film captures the movement’s contradictions: its radical energy, its romanticism, its occasional pretension. But it does so with warmth rather than judgement.

A treat for cinephiles.

Black God, White Devil

BFI Player, available now

Glauber Rocha’s revolutionary western remains one of the defining works of Brazil’s Cinema Novo. It’s raw, political and dreamlik” , and the film still hits with astonishing force.

Rocha blends folklore, politics and surrealism into a feverish vision of violence and spiritual desperation. The film’s imagery is stark, almost biblical.

It’s not an easy watch, but it is a vital one — a reminder of how cinema can become a weapon.


Podcast Choice

That Perfect Beat: The London Records Story

A lively five‑part history of the label behind Bronski Beat, The Communards and Sugababes. Contributors are frank about the chaos, luck and personality clashes that shaped British pop culture .

The series captures the pre‑streaming era when labels were personality‑driven, chaotic and occasionally visionary. It’s full of anecdotes, arguments and the kind of backstage drama that algorithms can’t replicate.

A joyous listen.

The Hound of the Baskervilles — Hugh Bonneville

Bonneville narrates Conan Doyle’s classic 125 years after Holmes’ resurrection. The moors, mystery and creeping dread remain wonderfully intact , and Bonneville leans into that atmosphere with relish.

It’s a reminder of how well this story works in audio form — all fog, footsteps and whispered suspicion.

Scarred for Life

Now in its fifth series, this affectionate cultural deep‑dive invites guests to revisit the films, TV moments and childhood fears that lodged permanently in their imaginations. It’s part comic therapy session, part nostalgia archaeology.

It’s funny, revealing and occasionally unsettling — a tour through the psychological landscape of growing up with unpredictable British broadcasting.


Radio Choice

Saturday 9th May 2026

Archive on 4 — In the Psychiatrist’s Chair

BBC Radio 4, 8:00 PM

There was a time when serious conversation on British broadcasting carried a faint sense of danger — when interviewers were allowed to probe, pause, and push without the suffocating fog of media training drifting in to smother the moment. In the Psychiatrist’s Chair belonged to that era. Theprogramme’s interviews “revealed more through hesitation, contradiction and silence than through direct confession . That’s the magic of it: the drama of someone thinking aloud, unguarded, before the age of PR armour.

Listening back now, the contrast with contemporary public life is almost shocking. Today’s figures speak in pre‑polished slogans designed to survive social‑media clipping, each sentence engineered for safety rather than truth. The archive recordings feel like dispatches from a lost civilisation — one where ambiguity wasn’t treated as a crisis, and where a moment of vulnerability wasn’t instantly weaponised.

What stands out most is the trust. Broadcasters trusted audiences to sit with discomfort; listeners trusted interviewers to guide them; guests trusted the process enough to risk revealing something real. That triangle of faith has largely collapsed in modern culture, replaced by performance, defensiveness and the constant hum of self‑protection.

Revisiting these conversations now feels quietly radical. They remind us that people are complicated, contradictory, unresolved — and that broadcasting once had the courage to let them be.

Tuesday 12th May 2026

A Century in a Click — 100 Years of the Photobooth

BBC Radio 4, 4:00 PM

The photobooth occupies a strange, affectionate corner of cultural history — part novelty machine, part democratic portrait studio, part accidental confessional. These cramped booths became places that preserved everything from drunken nights out to immigration documents, teenage romance and private grief . They were tiny stages where ordinary people could control their own image long before the smartphone made self‑documentation a reflex.

What makes the photobooth so compelling is its physicality. You had only a few chances to get the picture right. No filters, no retakes, no algorithm smoothing out your edges. Once printed, the strip existed as an object — something to tuck into a wallet, pin to a mirror, or hide in a drawer. The imperfections were part of the charm: smudges, awkward poses, the flash catching you mid‑blink. Honesty by accident.

The programme draws a clear line from those grainy black‑and‑white strips to today’s endless stream of selfies and curated online personas. Yet the comparison only highlights what we’ve lost. The photobooth captured moments without expectation. It wasn’t about branding or performance; it was about presence.

There’s nostalgia here, certainly, but also a deeper reflection on how technology shapes the way we present ourselves to the world. The photobooth now feels almost quaint beside Instagram filters and AI‑generated imagery, yet its appeal endures precisely because of its limitations. It caught people as they were, not as they hoped to appear.

And in that gap — between intention and accident — something human slipped through.


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Review: The Man in the High Castle — Season 2 – Spoilers

A simple black silhouette of a tree with a wide trunk and spreading branches.

Season 2 is where The Man in the High Castle stops being an alternate‑history thriller and becomes a study of ideological gravity — the way a totalitarian system pulls people into its orbit until resistance feels like a violation of physics. The season’s power lies in showing that authoritarianism is not maintained by violence alone but by the quiet, daily compromises people make to survive. It is a world where collaboration is not a choice but a gradient, and everyone is sliding.

What Season 2 understands — and what gives it its moral weight — is that authoritarianism thrives not on zealots but on ordinary people adapting themselves to the shape of power. The show becomes a meditation on how systems colonise imagination, how they rewrite the boundaries of what feels possible, and how individuals either bend, fracture, or harden under that pressure.

John Smith: The Loyalist Who Breaks the Rules to Save His Son

John Smith’s arc is the spine of Season 2, and the show treats it with the precision of a psychological case study. If Season 1 introduced him as a polished villain, Season 2 reveals him as something far more unsettling: a man who becomes the perfect citizen of an inhuman system not because he is cruel, but because he is reasonable.

But Season 2 complicates that portrait. It shows that even the most committed servant of the Reich can be forced into contradiction when ideology collides with love.

The Son’s Illness: The Moment the System Cracks

Smith’s son’s diagnosis is the hinge on which his entire arc turns. The Reich’s eugenic doctrine demands elimination; Smith’s instincts as a father demand protection. For the first time, he is forced to choose between the system he serves and the child he loves.

And he chooses his son. This is the season’s most important contradiction: Smith breaks the rules of the ideology he enforces.

He lies. He conceals. He manipulates the machinery of the Reich to shield his child from the very doctrine he upholds in public. It is the closest the show allows him to come to rebellion — not ideological, but paternal.

The brilliance is that the show never frames this as a moral awakening. Smith does not reject the system; he simply carves out an exception. He protects his son without fully questioning the ideology. His love and family instincts contradict his ideology but he doesn’t want to confront the contradictions. This is the tragedy:

Ascension as Self‑Erasure

Smith’s rise through the hierarchy mirrors the show’s obsession with verticality. He ascends — in rank, in influence, in proximity to the centre of power — and with each step, the air thins. The higher he climbs, the more he must amputate from himself to survive at altitude.

He becomes:

• elevated above ordinary moral constraints

• fortified against doubt

• increasingly isolated

His protection of his son becomes the secret rot inside the fortress — the one place where ideology fails to fully colonise him.

The Family as a Miniature Reich — And the First Signs of Rebellion

Season 2 weaponises domesticity. Smith’s home is warm, orderly, and suffocating — a curated space where affection and ideology coexist without friction. But this season introduces a new instability: Helen Smith begins to see the cracks.

Her arc is subtle but essential.

She starts as the perfect Nazi matriarch — composed, patriotic, socially fluent. But the strain of hiding their son’s illness, the pressure of maintaining appearances, and the creeping awareness that the system they serve would destroy their child begins to erode her certainty.

Helen’s questioning is not political; it is maternal. She begins to understand what Smith already knows but refuses to articulate: the Reich would kill their son without hesitation.

Her loyalty becomes tinged with fear. Her patriotism becomes performative. Her smiles become brittle. She starts to see the ideology not as a source of order but as a threat to the one thing she cannot sacrifice.

Helen’s slow unravelling is the emotional counterpoint to Smith’s tightening discipline. He doubles down. She begins to look for exits.

Juliana Crain: Resistance as Reorientation

Juliana’s arc is the counterweight to Smith’s. Where he climbs, she crosses. Her defection into the Reich is not betrayal but infiltration — a shift from reactive resistance to strategic survival. Season 2 understands that resistance is not always loud. Sometimes it is the quiet, dangerous work of staying alive long enough to matter.

Inside the Reich, Juliana becomes a kind of moral contraband. She carries with her the knowledge that the world could be otherwise, and that knowledge is more subversive than any weapon. Her storyline gives the season its moral oxygen.

The Films: A Theology of Possibility

Season 2 elevates the mysterious films from plot device to philosophical engine. They become a kind of heretical scripture — artefacts that testify to the existence of worlds the Reich insists cannot exist. In a regime built on a single, enforced truth, the films are blasphemy.

Their power is not informational but existential. They show characters that the world they inhabit is not inevitable. And in a totalitarian system, the idea of alternatives is itself revolutionary.

Themes: The Architecture of Belief

1. Collaboration as Survival Strategy

Season 2 refuses to moralise collaboration. It shows how people adapt to power structures because adaptation is often the only way to stay alive. The tragedy is that survival strategies can harden into loyalties.

2. Power as a Vertical System

The show’s obsession with height — banners, towers, airships — becomes a metaphor for how authoritarianism organises society. Power is always above you, and the higher you climb, the more you must sacrifice to stay there.

3. Identity Under Occupation

Characters are forced to negotiate who they are in a world that demands ideological conformity. The season’s emotional core lies in watching people try to preserve fragments of themselves under a regime that wants to rewrite them.

4. The Fragility of Reality

By introducing multiverse logic, the season argues that reality is not fixed but curated. Whoever controls the narrative controls the world. The Reich’s greatest fear is not rebellion but imagination.

Why Season 2 Matters

Season 2 is the moment the series becomes more than an adaptation. It becomes a meditation on how systems of power shape the stories people tell about themselves — and how those stories, in turn, shape the world. It is an exploration of the quiet, corrosive ways authoritarianism infiltrates daily life, and the equally quiet ways people resist it.

It is, ultimately, a season about the cost of belief — what it takes to maintain a lie, what it costs to reject one, and what it means to live in a world where truth itself is contested terrain.

By Patrick Harrington

Read Pat Harrington’s review of Season One

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