The latest action, adventure, drama, comedy, romance, horror and thriller movies reviewed.

Hot glances, forbidden desires, untamed passions and swooning hearts: just some of things missing from this bloodless second bite of The Robert Pattinson Show, sorry, The Twilight Saga. But who are we kidding? You’ll see it anyway.

Matt Damon and director Steven Soderbergh are uncovering corporate wrongdoings in a spy flick that has no spies. The Informant is crime with no guns and no explosions, just lots of meetings and lots of interesting facts about corn. Can it keep us interested for two hours? Perhaps it can. There’s something refreshing about a criminal comedy that doesn’t resort to Uzis at every turn.

It’s the end of the world as we know it... again. Previously, director Roland Emmerich has nuked Washington for Independence Day, reduced New York to rubble in Godzilla and turned the northern hemisphere into ice for The Day After Tomorrow.

Jennifer and Needy have been best friends since they were toddlers, even though Jennifer grew up to be a cheerleader and Needy became a nerd. So far, so 1980s high school comedy. But when Jennifer is possessed by the devil, she starts up a Breakfast Club of her own – feeding on the flesh of high school boys.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, even if it is only November. And filmgoers keen to get into the festive spirit could do a lot worse than checking out this latest big-screen version of Charles Dickens' Yuletide perennial, here given a hi-tech makeover with 3D visuals and eye-popping CGI.

Alfred Hitchcock said that a film is not a slice of life, it's a piece of cake. The brilliant District 9, with its faux documentary style and raw South African township setting, might look like a slice of life, but what you get for your money is a juicy science fiction gateau with a bloody cherry on top.

So, it’s about an old man flying away on an adventure by attaching a huge bunch of helium balloons to his house. Even for the talented craftspeople at Pixar, who successfully brought us a near-silent film about robots last year, this seems far-fetched. We needn’t have worried though. Up is the best Pixar film since Toy Story.

Back in 2004, Guillermo del Toro brought one of his favourite comic book characters – Mike Mignola’s Hellboy – to the screen for the first time. We were introduced to “big red” (a gruff, perfectly-cast Ron Perlman) as a demon with a huge, stone right hand who was summoned by Nazi occultists through a portal to destroy the world, but ended up adopted by John Hurt’s kindly prof and raised as a hero for humanity.

Ben Stiller is back in the sequel to his 2006 success, and he’s bringing his friends: the many exhibits of New York’s Museum of Natural History who come to life when the lights go down.

It is a poor film indeed that fails to live up to its own title. Lesbian Vampire Killers sounds great. It sounds like Ronseal cinema, a spiritual cousin to Cannibal Holocaust and Snakes On A Plane. Unfortunately, the film itself is a catastrophe: an abject failure as both a comedy and a gore-fest.

Fans of The Thick Of It, Armando Ianucci’s scabrously witty political comedy for the BBC, will know exactly what to expect from In The Loop: sweaty policy wonks, ineffectual MPs and reams of eye-watering, perfectly pitched profanity.

Land of The Lost is a galumphing Frankenstein’s monster of a movie, awkwardly stitched together from different genres.

“Vassup!”  Sacha Baron Cohen is back as Bruno – an outrageous Austrian fashionista with his sights set on America and fame. Utterly fearless, Cohen embarrasses the people of America with an unyielding wave of political incorrectness severe enough to make Borat look like a Benny Hill sketch. Set faces to “shock”.

It’s like Memento. Only drunk. In Vegas. On a stag-do. Three men wake up in a ransacked hotel suite. One of them is naked from the waist down. One of them is missing a tooth. One of them is wearing a hospital bracelet. None of them can remember what the hell happened. Apart from the fact there were four of them the night before. Dude, where’s my groom?

Every so often, a film comes along that makes us marvel at the fact that no-one thought of it before. In all of history, what could be more perfect for a British comedy than a crew of sea-faring radio DJs illegally swinging the hips of 60s cool Britannia, all the while being hounded by the groove-killing goons of the government? Surely we should be on Boat That Rocked 6: The Techno Years by now...

Dressed in S&M gear, playing a guitar with a sex-toy and driving a huge festival crowd wild with pure metal-rock. That was Anvil! and frontman Steve ‘Lips’ Kudlow in the early ‘80s, practically inventing the metal scene that would take the decade by storm.

Meet Nick (Michael Cera): he’s a smart, sensitive nerd with a quirky car, a broken heart, who plays bass guitar in an alt-rock band with his gay best buddies.

Art Linson knows Hollywood. A producer for 30 years, he’s seen his share of successes (The Untouchables, Heat) and some failures (Pushing Tin, Scrooged). Back in 2002, he distilled his experiences into What Just Happened?: Bitter Hollywood Tales From The Front Line, a caustic, enthralling memoir of his time working with such notables as Robert De Niro and Alec Baldwin. The book is jam-packed with compelling tales of egomaniac actors, difficult directors, endless script wrangling and huge headaches for Linson himself.

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have donated nearly seven million dollars to charity last year, it has been reported.