Tasteful is the word that comes to mind when reflecting on Molly Ringwald's performance of jazz standards and show tunes, at the newly opened Tuning Fork lounge in Vector Arena.

It wasn't the confrontational and ritual-like concert Killing Joke were renowned for in their early years.

Brad Pitt finally did a popcorn movie with World War Z so his older kids could watch something of his - "please Mom not Tomb Raider 2 again"- together.

Ozzy may have lost a few marbles over the years, but he's never lost that bloodcurdling, nightmarish voice, writes Scott Kara.

It seems something of a modern media miracle that our two big broadcasters still offer primetime local current affairs television shows, but they both do, God bless them.

Every two years, the final reckoning of the Michael Hill International Violin Competition is an appreciated highlight of our winter cultural calendar.

Baz Luhrmann rebounds from the travesty that was Australia with a subject befitting his particular cinematic swagger.

"Dear God, please let me and my brother go to America and meet Superman."

Nick Grant relives a childhood trauma as he samples a reincarnated 1980s.

Even though he consistently puts out great work in European films, Danish actor Mads Mikkelsen is still best known to English-speaking audiences as the blood-weeping bad guy in 2006's Casino Royale.

After upping the ante considerably with 2011's Fast Five, everybody's favourite street racers return for another big-budget mixture of fast cars and furious action.

Kiwi directors Mark Albiston and Louis Sutherland hail from the fine tradition of making acclaimed short films before moving on to the coveted first feature.

Sarah Lang finds the latest TV sci-fi offering sadly lacking.

As the Nazi machine gathers steam in Germany, Swedish newspaper editor Torgny Segerstedt (Jesper Christensen) writes rhetorical invectives denouncing Nazism.

The pathway to James Ehnes' superlative Elgar Violin Concerto was a beguiling one.