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Bridesmaids, Paul Feig, 124 mins (15)

It's got the rudery and crudery, but this is also a sassy, smart comedy where the women are competent and it's the sugared almonds that get skewered

Marie-France Pisier: Actress and screenwriter noted for her work with

Elegant, poised, with beautiful green eyes and a singular, sensual voice, Marie-France Pisier was one of France's best loved actresses, admired as much for her feminist and political beliefs as for a career that spanned 50 years and as many films. She worked with some of her country's most celebrated auteurs, including Jacques Rivette, the novelist and film-maker Alain Robbe-Grillet, and most famously with François Truffaut, who cast her as Colette Tazzi, the first love of Antoine Doinel, his filmic alter-ego, portrayed by Jean-Pierre Léaud. She made her debut as the haughty Colette in Antoine Et Colette, a 30-minute segment included in the 1962 omnibus film L'Amour à 20 Ans (Love At Twenty), the second instalment of Doinel's progress from childhood to middle age, had a cameo in the third, Baisers Volés (Stolen Kisses), in 1968, and returned 11 years later in the last of the five Doinel pictures, L'Amour En Fuite (Love On The Run), which she co-wrote with Truffaut.

Double trouble for Portman

Like most winners of the Best Actress Oscar, Natalie Portman devoted a huge proportion of her victory speech in February to a series of tearful thank you messages to the people who she believed had helped on the long journey to the summit of her profession.

Brian Viner: You shouldn't rush a good drama

We television critics are used to being lambasted as worthless specimens of humanity. And actors, producers, directors and screenwriters have now been joined by bloggers, tweeters and message-boarders in telling us that we know nothing, the implication being that they know a whole lot more.

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Claire Foy: 'I've surprised myself by not behaving like a massive

I want to be an actress not a celebrity I don't want to get involved with that whole circuit, it's not me. I've been to a couple of red-carpet events; everyone's taking your photo, and you know one person there. It feels strange, like arriving at a party with no friends in sight. Why would you do that?