Bergman's short portrait of his mother is an evocative film about memory and time's passing.
Ingmar Bergman's 1995 TV play is a very minor work although not without some interest.
Ingmar Bergman's two evocative documentaries about his island home are respectful and fascinating.
Ruben Östlund's Palme d'Or winner is a satire about the art world. Extremely funny and at times quite uncomfortable, it has several bravura scenes, despite an overall lack of structure.
Of all the movies in which the female lead has a sexual relationship with an amphibian monster, The Shape of Water is the sweetest. Destined to be a crowd-pleaser, it's a little predictable but an interesting reflection of today's illiberal times.
Three Billboards... is a superb black comedy that tackles grief and anger head-on. Frances McDormand is superb.
The Big Heat is a surprisingly gripping, violent and morally ambiguous movie.
Much has been made about how much darker The Last Jedi is compared to the satisfying nostalgia-fest that was the previous The Force Awakens. Much has also been made about gaping plot holes, cringeworthy comedy moments and some ridiculous moments. Nevertheless, episode eight of the Star Wars saga is a hugely enjoyable popcorn movie.
Ingmar Bergman's The Magic Flute is a charming and enjoyable film, now restored by the BFI.
Wim Wenders's second film was virtually out of circulation for over three decades. It's now been restored and will soon get a UK blu-ray release. I was lucky to catch the restoration's UK premiere screening at London's historic Regent Street cinema. For Wenders fans it's a fascinating taste of the riches to come.