The Irishman [AKA I Heard You Paint Houses] (2019, dir. Martin Scorsese)

A now-aged mob hitman reflects. A stunning revisiting of themes preoccupying Scorsese throughout his career; gang life, organised crime, Catholic guilt. Sombre and melancholy, and Ellroy-like in its alt-history approach to the American 20th century. A technical, dramatic and stylistic marvel, with fine performances all around, none less than from Pesci, who’s revelatory here. Hugely recommended.

Chef (2014, dir. Jon Favreau)

A former high-flying chef finds himself again as a food-truck operator after being humbled. At once obvious and sentimental yet fun, sweet and charming, bolstered by great character actor performances, Chef is a treat if you go with it.

Ant-Man and the Wasp (2018, dir. Peyton Reed)

Lang, Hank Pym and Lana re-team, this time to find Pym’s wife, long thought lost in the quantum realm. Superior Marvel adventure, all the better for its modest scale, humour, and invention in blending 3D, action and the conceit of the size-changing tech.

Parker (2013, dir. Taylor Hackford)

A double-crossed professional thief tracks down the men who left him for dead. It starts well, but Parker loses its way in comic asides, unfocused subplots and a lack of narrative throughline; a disappointment from this director that doesn’t do justice to the Donald E Westlake source material.