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There ain’t nothing like our Dame Judi

MRS HENDERSON PRESENTS Directed by Stephen Frears
Certificate 12A

DAME Judi Dench is lovingly wonderful as the wealthy widow who, apparently, has no qualms about bringing a bit of good healthy nude theatre into the heart of London’s theatre district in director Stephen Frears’ nifty and naughty crowd-pleaser.
Dench could be said to fully inhabit the role of Mrs Henderson, a woman used to the pleasures of colonial India who returns to England to bury her husband only to find herself bored with what widowhood in the 1930s typically had to offer women of her calibre.
Told that widows are allowed to ‘buy things’ she does just that, gutting the Windmill Theatre in Soho without a clue what she is to do with it.
Enter Bob Hoskins – looking remarkably suave in one of his best performances in a while – as Vivian Van Damm, an irascible theatre manager who needs a gig.
Oil and water mix as the irrepressible Mrs Henderson and charmingly stubborn Mr Van Damm go into business together, uncovering the minor pleasures but more of the major pitfalls of showbiz until Mrs H erupts with the perfect plan: why not bring beautiful naked girls onto the stage? In a scene-stealing role Christopher Guest cuts a swathe in his comic role as Lord Cromer, the one man who dictates the censorship laws. Kelly Reilly is particularly good as one of the sassy Windmill beauties while Will Young (pictured) acquits himself well in his big screen debut as the troupe’s apparently token gay singer and dancer.
This period piece is unashamedly concocted to glean every Bafta known to mankind as well as put paying bums on seats.
Frear’s tale moves along at a cracking pace, wasting no time with exposition.
Galloping forward on Martin Sherman’s pliant, nimble script packed with terrific one-liners and scintillating deliveries, it is a beautiful balance of comedy, commerciality and deeper meanings.

Lighting up the big screen

EVERYTHING IS ILLUMINATED Directed by Liev Schreiber
Certificate 12A

ADAPTED from the best-selling novel, first time director Liev Schreiber tackles the elegiac story of a neurotic young writer (Elijah Wood) who travels to the Ukraine.
In order to find the mysterious woman who saved his grandfather from the Nazis, Jonathan takes a surreal road trip with the Ukrainian lunatic fringe. Or so it seems. His ‘fixer’ Alex (beautifully played by Eugene Hutz) is a young man from Odessa who speaks hilariously broken English (“I am a premium dancer.”) Alex’s grandfather is their driver on the way to discovering the woman’s identity, never mind that he is blind and will go nowhere without his vicious dog Sammy Davis Jr Jr. Told in a dreamy, painterly fashion, Schreiber’s direction comes off more theatrical than cinematic but Wood is perfect as the rather fragile and determined seeker of the truth.
This is a strangely touching, lyrical and comedic look at a simple journey which brings with it enormously deeper meanings.

Also showing

The Exorcism Of Emily Rose
The spiritual and legal implications of an exorcism gone wrong collide in this entertaining if uneven courtroom drama that pivots on a tremendous performance from Tom Wilkinson. Laura Linney and her constantly changing hair do their best in the thankless role of lawyer for the defence.

Flightplan
Jodie Foster dons her ‘concerned mum’ mask in this improbable in-flight thriller.
Set in a breathtakingly beautiful aeroplane which is impossibly huge and comfy-looking even in economy class the tension builds too slowly, leaving the audience to work the plot out before the in-flight snacks are served.

Mad Hot Ballroom
A group of New York children learn the wonders of ballroom dancing as they learn the laws of competition and the limits of their own talents in this delightful documentary by Marilyn Agrelo. At the end of their road to glory is a trophy, typically American in that it is taller than most of the dancers themselves.

Transporter 2
Jason Statham looks good in a suit – and rescues a kidnapped child as well in this ridiculous, giddy sequel co-written and produced by Luc Besson. This is a sub-James Bond thriller featuring worthwhile fight sequences, spectacular stunts, mega explosions, a villainess with raunchy lingerie and two machine guns. Matthew Modine and Amber Valletta (pictured) co-star.

Atash
Scripted and directed by Tawfik Abu Wael, this austere drama centres on a Palestinian family’s struggle to survive. The debut of this Arab-Israeli filmmaker uses an amateur cast to powerfully if slowly illustrate the growing rift between a traditional disciplinarian father whose authority is challenged by his teenage son.

Pick of the indies

Noel (Odeon Mezzanine)
Perhaps the most independent release this week, this is an interesting if terribly American dramatic comedy that deserves a closer look.
Directed by Chazz Palminteri (Bullets Over Broadway, A Bronx Tale) this is an intriguingly uneven examination at how the holidays go wrong for a handful of New Yorkers – from the jealous, stiff cop (Paul Walker) and his beautiful girlfriend (Penelope Cruz at her most beautiful and likable yet), a waiter with an unusual obsession (Alan Arkin) as well as the emotionally bruised book editor (Susan Sarandon).
There are darker shades among the upbeat glitter with Marcus Thomas as the dysfunctional man who had such a good time at the hospital Christmas bash when he was 14, he will go to extremes to end up there again.
Robin Williams appears in a cameo/supporting role as an ex-priest but here, more of a modern version of It’s A Wonderful Life’s angel Clarence.
It pays to take a little extra care in choosing one’s seasonal viewing; despite Palminteri’s TV-style direction – the film is not terribly cinematic but it moves along at a Sex In The City style pace – this patchy piece of Americana strikes the right chord with some brilliant performances, especially from Arkin, on how some ordinary people confront their Christmas blues: American sentimentality with a cast to die for.



Angelino's finest are put to the test


WE came across Angelino Wines, sandwiched between two colourful and aggressively self-promoting Australian wine sellers, at Islington’s London Wine Event at the end of October.
Its owner is Farrell Anglin, whose imagination was caught by a lecture on the history of wine making at Southgate College.

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