The big screen brought to your little screen
Set in the grimy pre-unification Berlin of David Bowie, Lou Reed, Einsturzende Neubauten, Christiane F. is a stylish, low-budget tale of teen heroin addicts with a cult following – now at risk of being commodified into an idea rather than anything real, finds David Robb
Bronski Beat's 1984 floor-filler 'Smalltown Boy' has travelled through cinema as a marker as gay cultural subjectivities since 1986's Parting Glances. Jack King maps the song's onscreen history and its reckoning with the queer tension between love and death
Almost a year into the pandemic, a 400-film collage is now reflecting our overwhelming reality, rather than offering any release. Igor Fishman writes on 'Just Don't Think I'll Scream', and how the fun of binge-watching has started to curdle
A claustrophobic yet deeply stylish depiction of a weary, wary surveillance expert, The Conversation in its solitary Hitchcockian eeriness is the ultimate cautionary tale for these lonely weeks and months, finds Adam Solomons