Jonathan Crocker

He’s the worst advert for film school ever. Quentin Tarantino didn’t go. In fact, he didn’t bother much with school at all. Quitting high-school at 16 – the age his mother was when she gave birth to him – young Quentin watched movies instead. After all, what could he learn that Hawks, De Palma and Leone couldn’t teach him? Read the rest of this entry »

Powered by demonic black energy, Sidney Lumet‘s family crime thriller has all the ingenious, agonising horror of a Greek tragedy. The less you know the better – Kelly Masterson’s diabolical script just keeps opening trapdoors under your feet. And with each sickening drop, shock and twist, Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead grips tighter and tighter. Read the rest of this entry »

Oh brother, where art thou? Ben Affleck blazes back triumphant with a dark, deadly crime mystery…

“Gobble, gobble.” Two magic words that saw Ben Affleck’s credibility dry up like camel’s piss in the desert. That was Gigli. That was five years ago. Now it’s time to make the critics eat it. After seemingly punching the self-destruct button on his career, Affleck has returned with a brooding, doomy directorial debut of startling courage and bristling moral complexity. Read the rest of this entry »

Phallic swords, 7ft cage fighters, invisible creatures and, um, really nice hair. Ben Barnes stars in The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian…

There was a massive auditioning process for Prince Caspian, right?

Right, but not for me. I think they’d be looking for about a year and I came in in about the last three weeks. One of the casting directors had seen me on stage in The History Boys and asked me to come and do one scene. And Andrew Adamson just liked the way that I said one line. Read the rest of this entry »