The Goob (2014, dir. Guy Myhill)

A Norfolk teen clashes with his mother’s violent partner. A great little movie of a Fenland redneck summer – stock car race meets, roadside cafes, and gangmasters – with unshowy performances and a palpable sense of threat and place. Big sky and pylons.

Ghostbusters: Answer The Call (2016, dir. Paul Feig)

Two-thirds okay all-female re-cast reboot, one-third CGI mess that ruins a fine running gag, Busters ’16 is nevertheless an interesting misfire with breakout performances from Jones & McKinnon. A noble-but-daft idea to attempt in the first place.

Wild Card (2014, dir. Simon West)

A burnout Las Vegas hard man gets a shot at redemption. Episodic but fun, this is superior Stathamism, based on a 1980s William Goldman novel, and a minor Burt Reynolds vehicle. Many Vegas tropes played with, some OK action, and a decent Xmas soundtrack.

Raging Bull (1980, dir. Martin Scorsese)

Biopic of Italian-American boxer Jake LaMotta. Unflinching warts-and-all account of the turbulent life and times of the New York middleweight, based on LaMotta’s autobiography. One of Scorsese’s finest, and thus one of the greatest American films.

John Wick (2014, dir. Chad Stahelski & David Leitch)

A retired assassin returns to the fray. A glorious stylised neo-noir action flick with a neat mythology, splendid choreography, crisp direction, some sly humour, and committed performances all round. The 2014 state of the action movie-making art.