The Ciné File Vol. 8

For some reason I seem to have spent the week mostly re-watching a lot of films that came out in cinemas last year. I'm the sort of person that has to be in exactly the right mood for specific films, and something about this week meant I was even less successful than normal in actually branching out and finally making a start on my ever-growing list of unwatched films that I’m dying to see.

Despite this bout of nostalgia – which resulted in losing an afternoon after finding The Way Way Back on Sky Movies, and watching Monsters, Inc. twice in a row while baking – I have managed to squeeze in a couple of new releases closer to the weekend.

Hello, The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1 and Penguins of Madagascar, I’m looking at you…

The Day of the Doctor

Doctor Who is as British as a perfectly made brew and as iconic as the Queen.

Over the last 50 years it's woven itself into the tapestry of our culture and helps to define what it means to be British. Everyone's heard of the Doctor, harbours a (not so) secret desire to travel in the Tardis at least once, and knows of the terror of the Daleks. Having an in-depth knowledge of the zygones, the origin of "Geronimo!" and just why that fez is so significant doesn't matter. Yes, of course it helps, but it's not a total necessity. That's the beauty of Doctor Who, it's accessible to all: young and old, new fans and diehard Whovians.