LIKE THE glam-rock scene it depicts, Velvet Goldmine (left) is a louche, playful harlequin of a movie. It strikes an abundance of poses and affects a roll-call of gestures in its story of AWOL rocker Brian Slade (Jonathan Rhys Meyers). Darting from Oscar Wilde's schooldays ("I want to be a pop idol") through Seventies London to a fictionalised Orwellian Eighties, Todd Haynes's film emerges as a unique and unclassifiable flight of fancy; a thing dappled with genius from top to tail.
On general release
Steven Soderbergh's Out of Sight marks a rousing return to form from the wayward Sex, Lies and Videotape wonderkid, customising Elmore Leonard's source novel into a high-fuelled con-on-the-run thriller. George Clooney and Jennifer Lopez headline as the escaped crim and his US marshal hostage.
Odeon West End, London WC1 (0171-930 5252) 8.30pm
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