The Old Oak, Godzilla Minus One and Trolls Band Together are in cinemas and The Velveteen Rabbit is streaming on AppleTV+

It has been a good year to be an 80+-year-old film director.
Martin Scorsese (81) picked up a New York Film Critics’ Circle Best Picture award for Killers of the Flower Moon overnight, an important precursor for this summer’s awards season.
86-year-old Ridley Scott has an epic historical drama in cinemas and the critical consensus is that his director’s cut will be a marked improvement on the version that’s available right now.
Images were even released last month of a smiling 93-year-old Clint Eastwood back behind a camera, the new film stars Toni Collette and Nicholas Hoult and is a legal drama called Juror No.2.
And then there’s 87-year-old Ken Loach. I’ve lost count of the number of films of his that have crossed my path with the warning that “this is going be his last one” but here we are once again with a film that easily ranks with the very best of his work.
The Old Oak is a shabby and rundown pub in a former mining village in the North East of England. It’s the only community facility left but as the town is slowly drained of opportunities, it too seems destined for the history books. The publican, T.J. Ballantyne (Dave Turner) is a decent enough bloke but also fundamentally broken, like his pub.
Many of the empty houses in the community are being sold for a song to absentee landlords, reducing the property values for the locals, and others are being made available to resettled refugees.
When a coach load of Syrian survivors of civil war arrive T.J. is one of the few to make them feel welcome. But, as Margaret Thatcher knew all too well, sewing seeds of discontent among the dispossessed is the best way to ensure they don’t come after the powerful and others in the community think that the state should be doing something for them before offering a helping hand to strangers.
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Beautifully modulated at all times, The Old Oak is one of my favourite films of the year. Loach directs these characters with respect – unobtrusively, in fact. There are barely any close-ups, nothing emotionally exploitative, but despite that I was still crying so hard I could barely make any notes.
It’s a film that acknowledges that we are all but specks in the great scheme of things, but that we still have a choice about whether we make things a tiny bit better for others or a tiny bit worse. Or possibly a lot worse.

Despite budgets that barely scratch the surface of their Hollywood counterparts, Japan still produces the best monster movies around.
I don’t know what it says about a nation that has experienced some of the greatest physical disasters to still want to see that level of carnage recreated on screen. Is it healing? I suppose it must be.
The latest Godzilla film – the 33rd – from the famed Toho studio is Godzilla Minus One and, like its predecessors, this Godzilla is a giant fire-breathing scaly metaphor.
As WWII draws to a close, kamikaze pilot Koichi (Ryunosuke Kamiki) is saved from going on a suicide bombing run by the arrival on the small pacific island on which he is stationed of a giant hacked-off lizard. Back in Japan, he is wracked with survivor guilt but manages to rebuild his life with a young woman and a baby girl, both of whom had lost everything in the bombing of Tokyo.
The 1946 U.S. nuclear tests at Bikini Atoll wake the monster up once again and Godzilla destroys much of the previously untouched Ginza district. To protect the people of Japan from a future attack, all aspects of society must join forces to find a technological – and engineering – solution to the Godzilla problem. Maybe this will also provide an opportunity for Koichi to discover some kind of redemption, a redemption that he probably does not even need.
While there is the usual amount of inventive destruction on offer, Godzilla Minus One is also a proper film about guilt, loss, heartbreak and how to navigate those things inside a Japanese society which finds it hard to talk about them.
The recreation of 1940s Tokyo is simply spectacular – you know you are watching a massive amount of CGI (because you simply must be) but it’s impossible to see the seams.

Somewhere there is a production line spewing out little plastic ‘good luck troll’ toys but I doubt it moves quite as fast as the Trolls movie-making franchise, the third of which lands in cinemas this weekend.
Most of the cast from the previous 2016 and 2020 films return for Trolls Band Together apart from Russell Brand, James Corden, Jeffrey Tambor and John Cleese. I wonder what could possibly connect those performers?
Anna Kendrick and Justin Timberlake are back as the two leads, Poppy and Branch. At the beginning of this film we learn that Branch was once in a successful boy band with his four brothers. A falling out during his debut concert saw them split up and not talk to each other for years.
When they discover that brother Floyd has been kidnapped by a nefarious brother and sister who are stealing his talent in order to build a successful career for themselves, the other brothers – and Poppy of course – realise that the body way to save the day is to, you guessed it, get the band back together.
I couldn’t quite work out who this was aimed at. If you were a young kid when the first one came out, you are in your mid-to-late teens now. The music choices are all covers of music that would have appealed to those kids’ parents: Sweet Dreams, Night Fever, The Hustle. And then, the whole boy band nostalgia – including an *NSYNC reunion – is for the generation in between.
Maybe that’s the point? There’s something recycled – and autotuned – here for everyone.

Much more wholesome – at least there’s no obvious plastic toy tie-in here – is the new adaptation of Margery Williams beloved 1922 children’s book The Velveteen Rabbit on AppleTV+.
The book has been adapted many times over the years – by Leonard S. Herman in 1973, HBO, Hanna-Barbera, Rankin/Bass, a dodgy outfit called Features for Families and an audio version narrated by Meryl Streep, which just goes to show that the bones of the story are as strong as its heart.
William (Phoenix Laroche) is moving with his family to a new house which also means a new school. He misses his old classmates and the teacher who was very fond of him and he finds it hard to fit in to this new situation.
That Christmas, his parents give him a (to modern eyes) a simple plushy toy rabbit but that relative simplicity allows William to imprint his imagination on it and Rabbit rapidly becomes his favourite.
With the help of several different animation techniques – stop motion, hand-drawn, CGI, etc. – the inner lives of this adorable pair are brought to life and when the relationship is threatened there’s some real trepidation there for an audience.
Shot through with the kind of good taste that AppleTV+ has become known for, The Velveteen Rabbit is an exceedingly manageable 44 minutes in length and a very pleasant way to ease yourself – and your family – gently into the Christmas season.
Missing this week
Due to a combination of personal commitments and impossible to wrangle session times, the musical nativity Journey to Bethlehem and the French comedy adventure Jack Mimoun & the Secrets of Val Verde weren’t screened in time for this newsletter.
