Taylor’s hunger for money, flashy gizmos and flashier gewgaws found its echo in Burton’s need to forsake the classics

A lack of empathy goes to the hollowness at the heart of so many Kubrick movies

Fantasy is an essential part of what we are pleased to call reality

On the hunks and lunks who dominated two decades of Hollywood

For a gay, Hegelian, terrorist-sympathising dialectician, Fassbinder was a rather conservative moviemaker

So entropic is Geoff Dyer’s latest that the reader seeks desperately for structure

Rock versus pop, and orchestral numbers versus guitar solos

The relationship between Laurence Olivier and Vivien Leigh was one of all-consuming passion

Magritte’s work is no more socially potent than dog-mess on a doorstep

How the facts of Hannah Arendt’s life read like fiction