Dir: David Bickerstaff | UK Doc 2026
Reviewed by Meredith Taylor
Celebrating the 250th anniversary of their births, two British iconic artists come together in a new documentary that explores the artists’ intertwined lives and legacies alongside the current exhibition at London’s Tate Gallery.
Famously described by critics as a clash of ‘fire and water’, Turner and Constable’s respective styles were both bold yet starkly different. JMW Turner (1775-1851) and John Constable (1776-1837) were at work at a time when Britain was at war with France so their landscapes reflect their island home and became vital and treasured by the people of England, Scotland and Wales. At the same time, the artists were rivals using landscape painting to chronicle the changing world that surrounded them.
Once again filmmaker David Bickerstaff is behind the camera, avoiding a traditional narrative structure preferring to bring the subject to life vividly on screen by comparing and contrasting the artists’ work using valuable insight from curators and art specialists. What we discover are unexpected details of the painters’’ lives behind the canvas by way of their sketchbooks and personal items that show how the artists redefined landscape painting, and paved the way for Impressionism.
Turner, whose first Royal Academy exhibition was in 1790, evokes urban and rural landscapes studying light and Impressionism, whereas Constable was all about the Suffolk. He was dedicated to the nature and scenes of this eastern county where he was born, entering the Royal Academy in 1799 and becoming a fully fledged RA in 1829. Born in the heart of London, Turner inhabited the dark narrow streets of Covent Garden and spent his childhood in this bustling commercial part of the city, an area full of theatres, drinking establishments, and the red light district. His youth was formed by an awareness of things being bought and sold. With a businessman father Turner was made acutely aware from a young age that Art is a not jut a creative output but a way of making money in a capital full of possibilities that can be monetised. And Turner’s father hung his son‘s watercolours in the window of his barbershop to give him the support he needed.
Constable, by contrast is very much a country boy, born into an affluent family in rural Suffolk, surrounded by open fields and vast landscapes. His father ran a successful milling and grain exploitation business and so Constable’s background is one of health and security. Turner, being a Londoner, had easy access to the relatively new Royal Academy, and the Royal Academy of Arts had only been founded in 1768. It was the most dominant prestigious body in the art world at the time and an influential platform for exhibitors. To be a Royal Academician was to have your name as an artist showcased to an elite world, enabling the artist to command the highest prices, to move in the most influential circles, and acquire wealthy patrons.
Turner and Constable took part in a British school of art that was stepping out of the shadows of the European counterparts with work that was uniquely British in style and tone. Both artists follow this path albeit at slightly different times of their life. Turner was a child prodigy aged just 14 years old when he was admitted to the Academy School and he enjoyed a meteoric rise gaining Academy admission and becoming a full RA at 27. On the other hand, Constable had a more slow-burn approach entering aged 23. He was more at home in the Suffolk fields drawing, and sketching, and his awareness of business came much later.
Although Turner and Constable were both essentially landscape painters, when it comes to painting styles they were very different. Constable focused on capturing the literal, atmospheric reality of the British coast, whereas Turner creates a very emotional view, using the sea to explore deep forces. His seascapes were abstract and evocative, often giving a sense of the turbulent water, an impression of an oncoming storm, and the wildness of the cliffs, giving him the nickname ‘prince of the rocks’.
1798 was a particularly special year for artists exhibiting at the Royal Academy as it offered the first opportunity to attach lines of poetry or description to the titles of paintings in the exhibition catalogue. Both artists loved poetry so this was a way forward. For Turner, particularly this was a great opportunity to embellish some of the feelings he was trying to convey in his landscape paintings.

The painters were cut off from travelling to the continent due to the Napoleonic wars so their focus in depicting more dramatic countryside had to be closer to home. The Lake District and Wales had the mountains and wild scenery enabling the two to depict light and shade in that dramatic environment. Turner’s sketchbooks were filled with a great intensity, he was compelled to draw and sketch everything. Inquisitive, his sketches really give a sense of an artist who is absolutely thrilled to be out on the road, capturing the dazzling vibrancy of life as he moved along. Whereas Constable roots his entire practice in a sensory record of atmospheric effects in places he knows really well, and can truly be called a ‘plein air’ painter.
In 1781 a company in England called Thomas and William Reeves started to commercially manufacture blocks of ‘ready to use’ watercolour paints with the key ingredient of honey to keep the paint moist. This was a revolutionary change in how artists could create watercolour paintings while out and about. And this allowed both artists to elaborate their signature study of light, the white underneath illuminating the colour that they could apply on top. Turner could paint a watercolour every day, and then perhaps colouring in the canvas at night when inside his lodgings. He particularly favoured chrome yellow and cobalt blue which was a colour developed in France around 1802.
Constable is an incredibly emotional painter – an intense impression of his feelings is almost impregnated in the paint. In one painting, of Brighton, you can sense the pain he’s experiencing when his wife Maria Bicknell is dying of tuberculosis in 1828, aged 41. Their marriage had been bitterly apposed by her parents, but eventually she had seven children with Constable. Scattered with red highlights, he really packed a raw visceral punch in his 1828 painting of the sea at Brighton. His grief and despair is palpable within this dark wall of falling rain.

One word that characterised the era was change, and both artists are acutely sensitive to the potential for change. Nowadays we think of the arts and sciences are being diametrically opposed and very different disciplines but that distinction wouldn’t have existed during the 19th century. There is much more crossover. There is an incredible interest in reforming the political system, the disparity between the power and wealth. There are the beginnings of writings and discussions about about prison reform. There is the the abolition of slavery and these are massive seismic changes in society and stabilisation.
Turner comes across as intellectually curious and he owns a wide range of books within his personal library, with publications on chemistry on print technology on mathematics, geography and geology, and he reads these to help him understand the forces that shape the landscape. Both enjoyed friendships with people like Michael Faraday and Marie Somerville, some of the big names in scientific inquiry at the time. Constable was deeply interested in the clouds he saw above Hampstead Heath and he was fascinated to understand the science behind this and other ways of codifying meteorology and the skies. He was keen to learn the whether you might need a jumper, or possibly an umbrella, but with Turner you need all the protective gear that you can get at the same time.
For over sixty years Turner and Constable shared a timeline. But in 1837 Constable suddenly and unexpectedly died during his sleep. Turner would live another fifteen years, in Twickenham near the river Thames where he chose to build himself a house. It still exists as Turner’s only complete architectural project, a place where he could withdraw from the professional pressures of life and a retirement home for himself and his father. He had children but never married, possibly a reflection of the overbearing character of his mother.
Both of them challenged the conventions that dominated landscape painting in the British art scene at the time and the film and exhibition now offer the chance to experience these great artists, side by side, as were so often in life, on the big screen, globally, for the first time.
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Dir.: Fritz Lang; Cast: Peter van Eyck, Dawn Addams, Gert Fröbe, Werner Peters, Wolfgang Preiss, Lupo Prezzo, Reinhard Kolldehoff; Germany/Italy/France 1960, 103 min.

The Comedies and Proverbs series brings together six of Éric Rohmer’s best; the first entry in the series, 





Legendary director Nicholas Ray began his career with this lyrical film noir, the first in a series of existential genre films overflowing with sympathy for America’s outcasts and underdogs. When the wide-eyed fugitive Bowie (Farley Granger), having broken out of prison with some bank robbers, meets the innocent Keechie (Cathy O’Donnell), each recognizes something in the other that no one else ever has.
LE CORBEAU (1942)
The Navigator (1924, dir. Buster Keaton & Donald Crisp) – Wealthy Rollo Treadway (Keaton) suddenly decides to propose to his neighbour across the street, Betsy O’Brien (Kathryn McGuire), and sends his servant to book passage for a honeymoon sea cruise to Honolulu. When Betsy rejects his sudden offer however, he decides to go on the trip anyway, boarding without delay that night. Because the pier number is partially covered, he ends up on the wrong ship, the Navigator, which Betsy’s rich father has just sold to a small country at war. Keaton was unhappy with the audience response to Sherlock Jr., and endeavoured to make a follow-up that was both exciting and successful. The result was the biggest hit of Keaton’s career and his personal favourite.
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Director Stanley Kramer (1913-2001) was always ready to bring controversial stories to the screen, Guess Who is Coming to Dinner being one of them. When he directed Aby Mann’s adaption of his own story in 1961, Judgement at Nuremberg was very much a slap in the face for Cold War warriors, who had forgiven (West) Germans the Holocaust, just to have old Nazis to fight against Bolshevism.

FANDO Y LIS (1968)
The former artistic director of the Royal Academy Tim Marlow takes us round Lucian Freud’s first and only exhibition at the London gallery (until 26 January 2020). Although Freud is seen as a modern artist his work is very much connected to that ‘old master’, painterly tradition of Titian and Rembrandt: Few modern artists have explored the human body with such intensity, and such determination. Of course, he was a gambler, a playboy and a bon viveur, but few artists spent as much time in their studio as Lucian Freud. The RA’s Andrea Tarsia explains how he pitted his developing style against his personal life, scrutinising himself as much as his subjects. His single-minded passion focused on self-portraiture as much as on those his was painting:. “Everything is a self-portrait”. Often his subjects are not even named: what mattered more to him was the immediacy of the situation, the spontaneity of the gaze. Accompanied by a jazzy score the doc conveys the energy and charisma that seems to spin off each hypnotic portrait, even a small canvas can dominate a room.
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A towering figure of American cinema, Samuel Fuller was a master of the B-movie, a pulp maestro whose iconoclastic vision elevated the American genre film to new heights. After the major success of The Steel Helmet, Fuller was put under contract by Twentieth Century Fox after being impressed by Darryl F. Zanuck’s direct sales pitch (other studios offered Fuller money and tax shelters; Zanuck simply told him, “We make better movies.”).
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Dir: Joseph Losey | 97′ UK Crime drama
Dir: Alan J Pakula | Western | US 118′
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Losey’s adaptation of LP Hartley’s novel is arguably his masterpiece. Pinter’s script adds a darkly amusing twist to the torrid love and coming of age story set in the lush summer landscapes of Norfolk to Michel Legrand’s iconic score.



There are echoes of von Sternbergs’s romantic comedies, particularly Shanghai Gesture, that played out like a roulette wheel. Both directors make use of irony and wit as well as well as farcical moments. The female characters are often victims of male society, they are courtesans or bourgeois women who have failed to fit in with the hypocritical standards of their class. The male characters strut around like peacocks in their dandy-like attire, and soldiers in highly decorative uniforms. Songs and music are key elements in the work of both directors, driving the narrative forward, as here with Strauss, the “Waltz King”.
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What could be more romantic than a train journey? Even if it feels more like a boys own adventure, as many of these British Transport films do. Escaping into the unknown with a promise of excitement and discovery – or just a trip back in time to revisit childhood holidays in the 1960s and 1970s, where the English landscape stretched far and wide from the window of the pullman out of Waterloo, or even Paddington, and not an anorak in sight!
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Dir: Alain Resnais; Cast: Sabine Azéma, Pierre Arditi, André Dussollier, Fanny Ardant; France 1986, 112 min.
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Dir: Rainer Werner Fassbinder | Sci-fi | Ger, 1973 | 204′ 
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But Julien Duvivier’s 1956 thriller DEADLIER THAN THE MALE (Voici les temps des Assassins) somehow manages to outdo them all when it comes to violent women in film Noir: Catherine (Delorme) is the daughter of the drug depending Gabrielle (Bogaert), and tries to escape from the milieu by marrying the restaurant owner Andre Chatelin (Gabin), who has divorced her mother. Telling him that Gabrielle is dead, the scheming Catherine succeeds in marrying the much older man, who soon learns that his wife is lying about her mother. He more or less imprisons her with her mother Antoinette (Bert), also a restaurant owner, who kills her chicken with a whip – which she also uses on Catherine. The frightened woman asks Andre’s friend, the student Gerard (Blain), to kill her husband, but when he refuses, she kills him. Her end – by the fangs of a particular vicious animal – is particularly gruesome. Again, the images of Armand Thirad are undeserving of this blatant ideology.
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Kristina Söderbaum was Swedish along with several of her compatriots such as Zarah Leander (LA HABANERA) and Ingrid Bergman who appeared in Carl Froelich’s 1938 romantic drama DIE VIER GESELLEN. Then there was the Czech actor Lida Baarova
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Dir/DoP: David Bickerstaff | 91′ | Art Doc in
A great collector himself, he was able to buy more painting through sales of his own work, indulging his passion for El Greco, Gauguin and Van Gogh. He idolised the work of Ingrès and his competitor Delacroix. He also developed a passion for photography and often used that to inform his own artwork, and many painters adopt this same technique in portrait painting today.
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WINTER’S CHILD (L’ENFANT DE L’HIVER) (1989) ****
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Woodfall Film Productions was founded in 1958 by English director Tony Richardson (1928-1991), the American producer Harry Saltzman (later of James Bond fame) and the English author and playwright John Osborne, whose play Look back in Anger was filmed by Richardson in 1959 as the opus number of the company that championed the British New Wave. So it’s only fitting that Richardson should finish the circle in 1984 with Hotel New Hampshire, creating a sub-genre of dram-com, which was later developed by Wes Anderson.
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Although Hou Hsiao-hsien tries to play down his early films – CUTE GIRL (1980) *** is evidence of his talent for clever comic timing and situational comedy, as well as the more serious fare that would follow later. The romcom was a commercial vehicle for two leading stars of the 1980s: Feng Fei-fei (who has since died) and Kenny Bee, who was the main character in this first part of the trilogy that continued with Cheerful Wind/Feng er ti ta cai (1981) and The Green, Green Grass of Home/Zai in hepan quincao qing (1983).
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Dir: Roger Donaldson | Sam Neill, Warren Oates | 107′ | NZ Thriller
Eduard falls in love with social climber Lucie (Rasenack), who runs a brothel and talks him into joining the SA. Back in the village, another member of the Simon clan is imprisoned in a KZ, for his Communist Party leanings. Maria has now fallen in love with the engineer Otto Wohlleben, but a letter from Paul, who is living in the USA, destroys any future for them. When Paul finally remerges, arriving in Hamburg, he cannot enter the country due to to his name being misconstrued as being ‘Jewish’ – and he has no proof of his Aryan ancestry. Meanwhile Otto is defusing bombs at the front when he learns that Maria has borne him a son called Hermann who he will meet for the first time at the end of the war, when American troops arrive in the village, after the Allies’ victory in 1945, bringing with them a sense of normality – and food. Paul finally returns from the USA, his big limousine is the talk of the village. But his return is not celebrated by everyone and he soon goes back, missing the funeral of his grandmother Katherinna (Bredel). Maria lives her life through her son Hermann who is interested in music and poetry. He eventually falls for Klärchen, who is eleven years older than him. Paul has since sold his company to the Americans for a huge profit, and channels his success into helping Herman with his musical career.
The shoot ran from 1981, and took 18 months, before 13 months of editing resulted in a 15-hour potted version, down from 18 hours of rough-cut. Over ten million West Germans watched the eleven episodes. Thanks to DoP Gernot Roll, a later cinema version was internationally successful, the seemingly arbitrary changes from colour to black-and-white and back giving the chronicle of the years between 1919 and 1982 an added feature. The main premise of HEIMAT was to show how ordinary people – in this case the Germans – can easily embrace a murderous regime such as Nazism, and even in a small village like Schabbach, could tolerate the existence of the concentration camps, almost turning a blind eye. These same people went on to embrace consumerism, this time following in the footsteps of the Americans. Reitz would follow Heimat with The Second Heimat (1992), Heimat – Fragments – The Story of the Women in Heimat (2006) and Home from Home (2013) – all together another 30 hours viewing, premiered at the Venice Film Festival, which became Reitz’ second home.
Wri/Dir: Galina Miklinova | Animation | Czech Rep | 83′
The film is set in the late 1830s. Yukitaro (Kazuo Hasegawa) is a male actor who plays female roles and his stage name is Yokinojo. Whilst in Edo, acting in a play, he notices in the audience the three men who were responsible for the death of his mother and father. He is persuaded by the Hirutaro (Raizo Ichikawa), the head of the acting troupe, to take revenge on the murderers. Yet Yukitaro decides to drive them to a ‘theatrical’ madness before killing them (he announces his revenge will be “a flamboyant performance”). Unfortunately he is emotionally sidelined by the daughter of one of the guilty men. Namiji (Ayako Wakao) is genuinely attracted to Yukitaro and desires a romance. Initially, he sees her attention as a pretence to trapping him but gradually realises that she is sincere. Yokitaro’s revenge is achieved but on the way it is challenged by erotic attraction and the self-mocking criticism of a thief Hojin (Shintaro Katsu) who is continually pursuing the actor.
The film is completely set in the studio, making for a superb staging of action that intensifies its heightened theatrical ‘reality.’ This is a valid Ichikawa world where performers are cunningly immersed in the idea of performance (without ever being self-consciously aware of the effect they are striving to achieve). An Actor’s Revenge then becomes an intoxicating concoction when astonishing camerawork and a jazzy, lounge-lizard soundtrack are added to the mix.
Dir: Gabriela Cowperthwaite | Cast: Kate Mara, Ramon Rodriguez, Tom Felton, Bradley Witford, Edie Falco | US Biopic Drama | 116′

Dir: Andre De Toth | | Joel McCrea, Veronica Lake, Don Defore Western | US | 94′
Dir: J Lee Thompson | Cast: John Mills, Sylvia Syms, Anthony Quayle | UK | 122’












Dir: Carl Theodor Dreyer | Writer: Thea von Harbou | Silent | 90′
Filmed on a magnificent studio set, and in intimate close-ups where the characters often appear as if in a halo, silhouetted against the mysterious darkness, the piano accompaniment lends a sinister almost ghostly tension to the story. The meticulous camera moves with stealth drawing us in to the intrigue while maintaining an unsettling distance. Passion glows but never sizzles in Rudolph Mate and Karl Freund’s cinematography, Freund has his only role as an actor, in vignette, as an jovial art dealer. The film was scripted by Dreyer with Fritz Lang’s wife, Thea von Harbou (Metropolis, M), based on Herman Bang’s 1902 novel
Dir: Dorota Kobiela, Hugh Welchman | With Douglas Booth, Jerome Flynn, Robert Gulaczyk, Helen McCrory, John Sessions, Eleanor Tomlinson, Aidan Turner, Chris O’Dowd | Animated Biography | Poland | UK | 94′
Dir.: Federico Fellini; Cast: Baldwin Baas, Elisabeth Labi; Italy/West Germany | 70′.
Dir: Elio Petri | Writer: Ugo Pirri | Cast: Ugo Tognazzi, Flavio Bucci, Daria Nicolodi | Italy | Comedy Drama 126′

Dir.: Francis Lee; Cast: Josh O’Connor, Alec Secareanu, Gemma Jones, Ian Hart; UK 2017, 104 min.
French directing duo Alexandre Bustillo and Julien Maury, who rose to fame with their standout debut Inside, have done their best to give an arthouse twist to Tobe Hooper’s 1974 cult original TCM replacing his pared-down grainy indie look with a grungy green-sheened shocker, blunting facial features and darkening scenes of gory violence and misogyny. It’s a tolerably decent adaptation which echoes Malick’s Badlands.
Dir: Anthony Kimmins | Writer: Nigel Balchin | Psychological Drama | UK | Burgess Meredith, Barbara White, Kieron Moore, Dulcie Gray
US DRAMA –
Filmmaker Maren Ade has created one of the most poignant and refreshingly humorous German arthouse comedy dramas of recent memory – it never drags despite its three-hour running time. Picturing the absurd and often awkward nature of family relationships, this is a life-affirming experience not to be missed, especially at Christmas time. After The Forest for the Trees and Everyone Else, Ade is working her way slowly but surely to the top as most of the most refreshing European writer directors around..
There’s something sad and awkwardly compulsive about this cautionary tale of a misguided intergenerational liaison between a lonely man and a glib young woman who meet in an island paradise. One of the best recent dramas about delusional love and its grim aftermath that perfectly epitomises the sinking realisation of being ‘over the hill’ on a holiday fling, while still holding on to the dream . Slim and but beautifully scenic and deeply resonant in its evergreen theme.
THRILLER –
UK DEBUT –
UK COMEDY –
Hopkins’ fraud of a film is full of middle-aged cyphers floating around in a fantasy world of the Seventies where they meet for coffee mornings and discuss worthy causes. But in the real place, this lot passed on decades ago to be replaced by the likes of Hugh Skinner’s fundraising nerd or the smiling Romanians touting The Big Issue at every street corner. Robert Festinger’s script teeters from crass to cringeworthy with no laughs to be had, and a score that jars. Hampstead is utterly specious and hollow – even Diane Keaton can’t save it.
A fantastic box set that brings together dazzling high def print of some of the best films in the crime genre: THE DARK MIRROR (1946) starring Olivia de Havilland; Fritz Lang’s SECRET BEYOND THE DOOR (1947) with Joan Bennett and Michael Redgrave; FORCE OF EVIL (1948) directed by the underrated Abraham Polonsky; and Cornel Joseph H Lewis’ THE BIG COMBO (1955); with its terrific score by David Raksin with dynamite duo Cornel Wilde and Jean Wallace. The dual format edition comes with a hardback book on the films. MT
























































































































































Truffaut’s La Peau Douce is known, in translation, as Soft Skin, as it best conveys the film’s vulnerability of character and minimal eroticism. It’s a superb, understated study of adultery that descends into a crime passionel.


























Dir.: John Huston; Cast: Marilyn Monroe, Clark Gable, Montgomery Clift, Eli Wallach, Thelma Ritter; USA 1960, 120 min.














Newly restored High Definition (1080p) presentation of the feature, transferred from original film elements by Universal































































































