so, you know, their bodies are probably craving it again. and, you know, they won't be the same, obviously they are older now, a little slower, won't be able to move around as much as they did when they were younger. i am sure both of them know how to have fun. i mean, you know, you are talking to a movie star, a guy that has his own one—man band show, mike tyson, so he knows how to entertain people. and royjones, he knows how to entertain people, he is a showboat kind of boxer. so, you know, people are going to be on the edge of their seats seeing if he still has it. it will just time to update the football at goodison park. it's still 0—0 between everton and leeds after 55 minutes. earlier, riyad mahrez scored a hat trick as manchester city beat burnley 5—0, while liverpool drew 1—1 with brighton. that's all from sportsday.

now on bbc news, it's time for the film review. goodbye. hello and welcome to the film review with me, mark kermode, rounding up the best movies available for viewing in cinemas and in the home. one of the most intriguing films at last month's bfi london film festival was possessor. the second feature from canadian writer—director brandon cronenberg.

dramatic ambient electronic music plays. set in an alternate 2008, this enjoyably squishy sci—fi thriller features andrea riseborough as tasya vos, an assassin working for a sinister industrial espionage company who transplant the consciousness of their agents into unwitting hosts to carry out covert hits. like a much nastier version of inception. for her latest assignment, vos possesses the body of colin tate, played by christopher abbott, effectively doing an impression of andrea riseborough doing an impression of christopher abbott. think of the ‘80s comedy all of me, in which steve martin's body is accidentally filled with the soul of lily tomlin. then try and imagine that movie not directed by carl reiner who made knockabout comedies like thejerk,

but by the son of body horror maestro david cronenberg who made such head scrambling shockers as rabid, scanners and the fly. in his underrated first feature antiviral, brandon cronenberg posited a world in which celebrity infections could be sold to adoring fans. with possessor, his focus is on the ultimate invasion of privacy. a timely subject in this age of access all areas information, run by secretive companies whose data mining knows no boundaries. but the film also packs an emotional punch, thanks to our antiheroine‘s growing confusion about her identity and her separation from the family to whom she has become a danger. mum! hi, darling. how was your trip? dull, extraordinarily dull. the decision to shoot the special effects in camera and to rely on prosthetics rather than computer graphics pays huge dividends, lending a physical heft to possessor that keeps the story grounded even

during its most outlandish flights of fantasy. some may find the blood splattered results alarming, but as a lifelong fan of sci—fi and horror, i loved the fact that possessor isn't afraid to sink its teeth deep into both genres. it's available on digital platforms now. now, citizen kane is widely regarded as the greatest movie of all time but it's also spawned a string of movies of variable quality that have attempted to get under the skin of its creation. in 1999, liev schreiber played orson welles in rko 281, a drama about the making of citizen kane based in part on the documentary the battle over citizen kane. a few years later, christian mckay proved so impressive in the biographical stage play rosebud that richard linklater cast him to reprise his central role in me and orson welles, set in the years before welles conquered cinema. best of all, vincent d'onofrio cameoed as welles in tim burton's ed wood,

ruefully explaining that kane was the only film over which he had control. you know the one film of mine where i had total control — kane. and urging ed to follow his own personal vision on plan 9 from outer space. now into this long and illustrious canon comes mank, the new film by david fincher, director of seven, fight club and gone girl, from a screenplay by fincher‘s late fatherjack. i need a favour but you're gonna have to promise you won't laugh. given the state of the world, a tall order. you're gonna, ijust know you are. i have got such a hangover right now, there's just a fighting chance i won't. i'm being burned at the stake and i'm dying for a ciggie, boo. laughs. there, god's punishing you. gary oldman is hermanj mankiewicz, aka mank, hired by tom burke's orson welles to write the script for kane, while bedridden from an injury. lily collins is rita alexander, the secretary charged with helping to keep the writer sober long enough to produce the necessary pages,

while amanda seyfried is marion davies, starlet mistress of media mogul william randolph hearst, upon whom the character of charles foster kane was loosely based. having lost out on an oscar for his wonderfully understated role in tinker, tailor, soldier, spy, only to triumph by grandstanding as churchill in darkest hour, oldman here keeps things broad, portraying mank as an irascible but brilliant drunk who essentially wrote the script for kane on his own without input from the wicked welles who tried to rob him of credit. in fact, welles, who clearly collaborated heavily on the script and was contractually entitled to claim sole authorship, not only agreed to mank getting credit, but also insisted that he got first credit. of course, none of this would matter if this oscar bait film which, after all, is a drama rather than a documentary, was as remarkable as some of the reviews suggest. it isn't. ready and willing to hunt

a great white whale? just call me ahab. rather it's a good looking but ultimately empty affair, packed with heavy—handed visual nods to kane, boosted by a great score and a rip—roaring performance by charles dance, yet lacking the truthfulness, originality and sense of mischievous wit that lay at the dark heart of welles's masterpiece. to evoke a movie cliche — it's fine, it's just not citizen kane. you can judge it for yourself in a few cinemas in scotland and wales now, and on netflix from december the 4th. it's often said that it's lonely at the top and that's exactly how it seems in a new documentary about screen legend audrey hepburn. the best kept secret about audrey... ..was that she wanted to be loved. having been abandoned by her father as a child, hepburn became a dancer—turned—moviestar who won an oscar for roman holiday and was hailed as a style icon around the world,

but still suffered from insecurity about her talent, her appearance and her life. drawing on a wealth of interviews and archive material, helena coan‘s very sympathetic documentary paints a portrait of a woman whose own granddaughter has said that the best kept secret about audrey was that she was so sad. yet the film, which is available on dvd and digitalfrom monday, also highlights the pride hepburn took in becoming an ambassador for unicef, revealing how her humanitarian work finally provided her with the love she craved, offering a positive outlet for the fame and attention she had always mistrusted. audrey hepburn: when i love, i love unconditionally. one of the interesting things about 2020 has been that in the absence of big blockbusters, many smaller, more offbeat productions have garnered widespread attention, including several short films by celebrated directors. next month, for example, viewers of the streaming service

mubi can enjoy cold meridian, an experimental six minute short short from in fabric director peter strickland. new to the same service this week is nimic, an intriguing oddity from greek director yorgos lanthimos who made the favourite. tell her to get out. tell him to get out. this is our home. you're my other half. a popular hit at a range of international film festivals last year, nimic stars matt dillon as a cellist who finds himself being pursued by a doppelganger who copies his every move. there are thematic echoes of dostoyevsky‘s the double, the 19th century novel that previously inspired an underrated feature by richard ayoade. while tonally, nimic harks back to the surreal nightmarish

satire of early lanthimos films like dogtooth. it's a strange little movie that will leave you with a head full of questions that can only be answered by going straight back and watching it again, something that's easy to do with a short film. but while nimic deserves to be seen twice, there are some other releases out this week that will benefit from never being seen at all, ever, by anybody. tonight is a very violent show! take the ringmaster — a pitiful slice of danish torture porn that makes eli roth's hostel movies look like the work of orson welles. adapted from steen langstrup‘s novel finale, this derivative bilge is a by numbers tale of two women being terrorised in front of audiences both real and virtual. all this mayhem is orchestrated by the titular ringmaster, a character who is less funny than the funnyman, less frightening than the bogeyman and less psychologically interesting than the man from the electric who came round to read the meter

while i was watching this garbage and who said, "what on earth are you doing watching this garbage?" to which my only answer was, "it's myjob, i do it so others don't have to". fantastic! you're welcome. ladies and gentlemen, we have a psycho with us tonight! the ringmaster is available next week on dvd, vod and, allegedly, in cinemas, and i would tell you to avoid it in any and all of those viewing formats. i promise not to kill you. to dispel the stench of that atrocity, let's turn to something altogether more uplifting, uncle frank, a moving comedy drama set in 1973, written and directed by alan ball who won a screenplay oscar for american beauty. i've never known anybody who was gay before. 'course you have. choir director at church. mr durisin? but he's so... what? religious. ha! paul bettany is the nyu academic whose family in south carolina don't know he's gay. but when his bullying father dies,

frank has to make the road trip home with his niece beth and his partner wally. a journey of discovery for all three of them. what's wrong? wally? oh, hey! you forgot your razor. you rented a car? isn't it snazzy? the story is formulaic and you'd have to be asleep at the wheel not to map out the emotional highs and lows from the outset, but the ensemble cast are terrific, generating plenty of good—natured laughter and tears as they bicker and bond about past, present and future. anyone who found themselves succumbing to the gentle pleasures of green book will find plenty to enjoy in this undemanding but clearly heartfelt film, which for my money, features betta ny‘s best performance since his first starring screen role in gangster no 1. it's available now on amazon prime video. that's it for this week, thanks for watching the film review. anna smith will be here next week. until then, stay safe. i didn't come to your father's funeral. no, i did not want you to come

to my father's funeral. yes, and i respected your wishes and i didn't try and talk you into letting me. it's not the same thing. i have a question, are you the stupidest man alive? obviously, look who i'm with! hello again. it has been a day of the contrast with the rise across the contrast with the rise across the country. england and wales, many areas keeping the low cloud, missed untilfork motoring areas keeping the low cloud, missed until fork motoring into the afternoon. further north, though, in scotla nd afternoon. further north, though, in scotland quite a contrast with clear blue skies, a beautiful sunshine here in glasgow, light winds and a stunning reflection. looking at the weather picture overnight, we will keep the clear skies across northern scotland. it is going to be cold and frosty, with temps is down to about _3’ frosty, with temps is down to about -3, -4. frosty, with temps is down to about —3, “4. patches of drizzle will tend to work northwards across england and wales as we glide through the night. mist and fog patches lingering around. those temperatures continuing to slowly rise across parts of northern england and northern ireland as well. tomorrow,

well, it is in a cloudy day for most. cold, frosty antony starr across north—east of scotland. just like today, could be a few areas where the cow breaks up, but equally some drizzle and mist a loitering across the midlands and eastern areas of... turning razor with the threat of a little rain in the far north—west of scotland later in the day.

this is bbc news. the headlines at 7pm: a warning that hospitals in england could become overwhelmed with coronavirus cases, if mps don't back new restrictions. the prime minister appoints nadhim zahawi as minister for the deployment of coronavirus vaccines. iran's president rouhani blames israel for the assassination of a top nuclear scientist, saying his country won't be deterred from its nuclear ambitions. violent clashes in paris as thousands protest against a new law to restrict the sharing of images of police officers. it comes days after footage emerged of officers beating up a black man. a worrying weekend for 13,000 workers at some of the uk's biggest retail names — arcadia, the group that owns top shop, dorothy perkins,