Richard B. Riddick has had something of a varied life on screens both big and small up to this point. His first appearance in 2000’s Pitch Black was a screen-dominating, career-defining performance in the middle of one of the most superior sci-fi B-movies since the turn of the millennium.
These days you’ve got to be careful when using the ‘B’ word around crime dramas. It’s not a term that should be deployed frivolously, but at the risk of getting some people in a tizz we’ll use it here: What Remains is getting pleasingly Broadchurchy.
If Season 25 experimented with the tone of Doctor Who, ‘The Greatest Show in the Galaxy’ counts as one of the more offbeat offerings, with ‘Paradise Towers’ writer Stephen Wyatt returning to provide a tale of sinister clowns, a Psychic Circus and an audience with an insatiable appetite.
Autumn’s drawing its brittle fingers around us, so you know what that means: it’s time to enjoy a bowl of soup, a blast of central heating, and for a sumptuously knitted BBC Two Slanket of period drama to be thrown over us.
August brings the ‘Destiny of the Doctor’ series to the Eighth Doctor. While there have been various companions to draw on for other eras of the show, choices are rather limited here with Paul McGann’s single television outing. Luckily the job can fall to one of his audio companions.
In a world where Russia has apparently been flicking through the Maggie Thatcher Manual for Disposing of Gays, a West End revival of Alexei Kaye Campbell’s rainbow-flag-waving debut play The Pride seems an appropriate response.
There isn’t a lot that needs to be said about the soundtrack to BBC One’s The Paradise, it’s that good. So good, that it is probably the finest album of TV music you’ll be able to buy this year.
Anyone who’s ever been 14, a loner, or loved that episode of The Simpsons where they stay at a beach house and Homer laughs at Millhouse during a game of Mystery Date will definitely want to check out this unashamedly feel-good movie from the writers of The Descendants.
“What remains!”, you might have exclaimed enthusiastically as you saw the desiccated corpse of Melissa Young stowed away in the attic.
Pick any classic horror movie from the ‘70s or ‘80s and it’s more than likely there’s already been a horrible remake to shatter legacies and fanboys’ dreams alike.
Very few have bucked that trend (Zack Snyder’s amped-up Dawn of the Dead and Franck Khalfoun’s Maniac come to mind); the latest of these reboots is one of the most beloved films of the video nasty era, Sam Raimi’s The Evil Dead. On which side of the coin will this one land?