Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 307: Thu Nov 5

Shakedown (Weinraub, 2018): ICA Cinema, 8.40pm

This screening is part of the 'Collective Visions of Pleasure' season at the ICA Cinema. The short season brings together four transgressive works from Japan, USA, Germany and Mexico to consider how group desire can become a political, world-making force, is curated by Nico Hughes and presented in association with the National Film and Television School.

MUBI review:
Using video footage shot in 2004, Weinraub’s seductively illicit and frequently joyous film lets us voyeuristically enter an underground black lesbian strip club in the Mid-City neighborhood of Los Angeles and revel in the frenzied atmosphere of exuberant nudity, physical prowess, and, above all, black queer desire.  Hassled occasionally by the L.A.P.D., who we see often shut the club down for solicitation—which seems unlikely but is neither confirmed nor defined by the film—the status of the club and its dancers is shown to be always in danger of being illegal through the sheer and wonderful audacity of running such a club, as one eager attendee remarks, “in the hood.”Why this film was made now and not around the time Weintraub shot it is not clear, nor, exactly, is its story, which seems in-part a vivid snapshot of Weintraub’s archive of footage while working at the club, and a slimmer effort at telling the evolution and sudden shutdown of the Shakedown by catching up with some of the dancers, the club’s founder, and a pioneering dancer and organizer a decade later (though still not in the present). All this material provides for tantalizing glimpses into the culture (including a fabulous montage of cheap but wondrous promotional art for numerous strip parties), the pressures, and reflections of participating in such a radical enterprise. But the core of the film is its original footage, which has the lustrously fogged texture of early 2000s consumer digital photography, and which feels like a combination (at least for this straight white male) of barely authorized voyeurism and an enthralled and participatory queer gaze at the extraordinary bodies and efforts of dancers like Egypt and the show's star, Jazmine. Their work at the club seems to exist in a unique place between labor and pleasure, as the tremendous erotic-gymnastic efforts required to dance are readily seen, while in interviews they speak often of acting out and evolving their public roles, as well as the passion of their fans. Shakedown’s impeccable packaging, with stylish credits delineating club and dancer encounters in chapter titles and a richly narcotic soundtrack by Tom DeWitt (former drummer of tribal-psych band Gang Gang Dance) is a reminder that Weintraub is now known for running the hip haute streetwear brand Hood by Air. This slick wrapping combines with the strange sense of time evoked in the picture, with its 2004 club footage and 2014 interviews, to hit a tone of nostalgia for something seemingly so close yet so far away, perhaps a kind of utopic space for performance and desire. Suffice to say, this is not your average documentary. We should be happy indeed for such a welcome revelation of a vivacious sexualized and racialized side of work and play that is too often, even now, relegated to a social underground.
Daniel Kasman

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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 306: Wed Nov 4

Endless Night (Gilliat, 1972): Castle Cinema, 6.30pm

Castle Cineme introduction: Join The Swinging Christies, aka "Christie Time" - Dr Mark Aldridge and Gray Robert Brown - for a special screening of this psychedelic, cult Agatha Christie classic. Ticket includes a 20-minute long live episode discussion after the film all about Endless Night!


When ambitious, salt-of-the-earth Mike (Hywel Bennett) meets refined heiress Ellie (Hayley Mills), sparks fly. They set about creating their dream marital home - but before long they discover it's cursed... Based on the fan-favourite Agatha Christie novel Endless Night (1968).


Mark is Associate Professor of Screen Histories at Solent University, and an Agatha Christie historian and speaker. His books include Agatha Christie's Marple: Expert on Wickedness, Agatha Christie's Poirot: The Greatest Detective in the World, and Agatha Christie on Screen. Gray is a lifelong Christie fan, podcaster, speaker and writer. He has been published by Puffin Audio and his plays have been read at the Southwark Playhouse, the Old Red Lion and The Place Bedford. Together as "Christie Time", their podcasts are The Swinging Christies and Westmapod. Their first book together, The Swinging Christies: How Agatha Christie Conquered the 1960s will be published by HarperCollins in 2027


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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 305: Tue Nov 3

Souls of Sin & Miracle in Harlem (Greaves, 1948-49): Barbican Cinema, 6.10pm

Barbican Cinema intrduction:
These two 35mm 'race films' from the late 1940s feature all-Black casts, and a young William Greaves as he was establishing his career on screen and Broadway.
Screened in segregated cinemas for Black audiences from 1915–1950s, ‘race films’ provided opportunities for more authentic representations of Black life and a wider range of roles for Black performers in 1900s America. Miracle in Harlem blends music, romance, and comedy; telling a story of a shipowner who is tricked by a corrupt real estate mogul. Greaves plays the romantic lead, straight-laced Bert, who must fend for his fiancée as they are swept up in a murder. The film stars legendary vaudevillian star Stepin Fetchit. In Souls of Sin, Greaves showcases his singing as guitar-playing blues musician Isaiah 'Alabama' Lee, one of three young men seeking fame and success in Harlem.

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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 304: Mon Nov 2

Down Terrace (Wheatley, 2009): Nickel Cinema, 6pm & 8.45pm

Introduction to a special evening of two screenings of Ben Wheatley's debut film:
'This is a F&TT&N 5 Launch screening! We celebrate the launch of Ben Wheatley's latest fanzine - film & television Thoughts & notes 5 - the Low Budget issue: with a special screening and Q&A with Ben of his debut feature DOWN TERRACE - made for less than £10K in 2009 Ben's latest fanzine unpacks some of the thoughts, processes and mistakes in making the film. It also features an interview with Charlotte Regan about making her debut feature Scrapper. Every ticket to this event comes with a copy of the fanzine. Be the first to get one - only at the Nickel.'

Time Out review:
The British gangster movie has taken a self-inflicted beating of late, but it’s not out for the count. Staying well clear of the usual parade of putdowns and punch-ups, ‘Down Terrace’ takes an unexpected approach to the genre, fusing the wry realism of Ken Loach with the blackly comic bloodlust of Ken Russell to produce perhaps the best homegrown movie of the year so far. The action is confined almost exclusively to one claustrophobic suburban house, where shiftless, insular dope dealers Karl (co-writer Robin Hill) and his petulant, paranoid dad, Bill (a stunning first-time performance from Hill’s father, Robert), are facing trouble with the law and a snitch in their midst. Everyone is in the frame: brooding matriarch Maggie (Julia Deakin), chubby, avuncular neighbour Garvey (Tony Way) and sadistic Irish thug Pringle (Michael Smiley) are all called upon to explain their actions, leading to rows, recriminations and, inevitably, bloodshed. Lots of it. What director Ben Wheatley and his writing partner, Hill – veterans of TV comedy shows like ‘Time Trumpet’ – manage to achieve in ‘Down Terrace’ is a mounting, sickening sense of a world in freefall, where morality has been compromised to the point of meaninglessness and where distrust leads to murder, even within the family unit. And while this does result in a few berserk plot diversions, particularly in the final act, Wheatley and Hill establish such an oppressive mood and construct their characters so meticulously that even in its most extreme moments, the film remains engrossing, not to mention consistently funny and even, at times, rather sweet.
Tom Huddleston

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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 303: Sun Nov 1

Our Story (Blier, 1984): Cine Lumiere, 2pm

This 35mm presentation is also screened on November 11th and is part of the Nathalie Baye season at Cine Lumiere. Full details here.

Chicago Reader review:
A businessman with a hangdog face (Alain Delon) drinks too much beer on a train. “What will happen to him?” he asks aloud, then answers: “Absolutely nothing.” An affectless woman (Nathalie Baye) appears and tells him, “The story begins on a train.” A sexual encounter between them leaves him smitten. Begging her to use him “as a minor character,” he follows her home to the suburbs and installs himself in her easy chair to wallow in his infatuation and drink more beer, sometimes joining her friends and bathrobe-clad neighbors in parading from house to house. Bertrand Blier begins this enchanting 1984 burlesque of bourgeois marital manners in the self-reflexive spirit of Alain Robbe-Grillet, morphs it into a droll Bunuelian farce, then ends it on a surprisingly sentimental note. With Genevieve Fontanel.
Bill Stamets

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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 302: Sat Oct 31

Nosferatu (Eggers, 2024): Everyman Screen on the Green, 4.45pm

This 35mm presentation also screens on October 29th and 30th. Full details here.

Chicago Reader review:
No one denies it: F.W. Murnau’s Nosferatu: A Symphony of Horror is still the gold standard for Dracula onscreen. This 1922 silent German expressionist film—an unauthorized riff on Bram Stoker’s Dracula—harnessed the macabre tale of desire and despair from the 1897 novel. By turning Count Dracula into the grotesque Count Orlok and moving the story to a German town, Murnau created something entirely its own. Despite lawsuits and near extinction, Nosferatu survived—and its shadow still looms over every vampire film made since. An adaptation was previously undertaken by Werner Herzog (1979’s Nosferatu the Vampyre) and with The Witch (2015), The Lighthouse (2019), and The Northman (2022) under his belt, director Robert Eggers daringly follows in these footsteps. Eggers’s Nosferatu is predictably stylized—a cryptic horror that gradually leverages its score and pallid lighting to cultivate a grand, disquieting epic. It does so with Ellen (the Mina Murray character from Stoker’s novel, played by Lily-Rose Depp) in the foreground. “Come to me,” Ellen calls out in a sleepwalking state. Her call is answered by a brutish voice, and in a second, a communion between the melancholic girl and a demon takes place in the outside garden. This nightmare haunts Ellen to the present—1838 in the fictional German port town of Wisborg. There, she’s comforted by her new husband, Thomas Hutter (Nicholas Hoult), a too-sincere property man. This comfort is cut short. Hutter’s boss, a certain suspicious Herr Knock (Simon McBurney), sends him to the Carpathian Mountains to help secure a property for Count Orlok in Wisborg. Bill Skarsgård’s rendition of the vampire is unlike any predecessor: he’s a brute with a bushy mustache who looms just out of focus for most of the film. A rising king of horror, Skarsgård makes sure to put his stamp on this legacy. The narrative unfolds with all the classic Dracula checkpoints—a feverish account from Hutter to the vampire’s trip on the Demeter. It’s interspersed with tributes to the yearning vampire in Francis Ford Coppola’s Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) and the fear of the plague featured in the original silent film. It’s fair to say Eggers is juggling a lot, and it’s these influences that pull the film apart at times; it often clumsily balances the absurdity and horror of its predecessors. Yet, it’s the actors who pull together Nosferatu. Thanks to a career-making performance by Depp, Ellen is at the heart of this forlorn nightmare—it’s a performance that pulls its audience deeply into this sinister love affair.
Maxwell Rabb

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Capital Celluloid 2026 — Day 301: Fri Oct 30

Jennifer’s Body (Kusama, 2009): Prince Charles Cinema, 6.10pm

This 35mm screening is part of the National Film & Television School student-curated film seasons making their way across London cinemas in the next few months. Details here.

Time Out review:
Described by director Karyn Kusama (‘Girlfight’) as ‘a tribute to the fierce power of oestrogen’, this coming-of-age horror comedy typecasts beautiful ‘Transformers’ star Megan Fox as Jennifer, a high school alpha female in the ‘Heathers’ or ‘Mean Girls’ mould. However, by going against the grain of the ’80s horror movies to which it pays affectionate homage – ‘Carrie’, ‘Fright Night’, slasher movies in general – the script by ‘Juno’ writer Diablo Cody explores the toxic friendship between Jennifer and her nerdy, speccy bosom buddy, Needy (Amanda Seyfried). ‘Sandbox love never dies,’ so they are best friends forever. But when Jennifer’s encounter with a diabolical indie band ends with her being sacrificed and transformed into a literally maneating demon, Needy must see through her one-sided girl-crush in order to end Jennifer’s bloody reign of terror. A welcome antidote to the sexless romanticism of ‘Twilight’, Kusama and Cody’s female-driven horror comedy explores the premise that ‘hell is a teenage girl’. When the far from virginal Jennifer transforms, she simply becomes herself, but more so: her sexual power is magnified, she glows with health after feeding, and her cruel selfishness goes into overdrive. But not even Needy’s sensitive boyfriend Chip (Johnny Simmons) will believe that Jennifer’s body is now the embodiment of evil. There are weaknesses: Kusama’s set-piece scare scenes aren’t always frightening, Cody’s trademark teen slang is occasionally more forced than arch, and the mysterious psychic connection between Jennifer and Needy is never explained. But by tapping in to the same vein of ‘hormonal horror’ as the excellent ‘Ginger Snaps’, this offers a witty, subversive look at the darker side of teen friendship.
Nigel Floyd

Here (and above) is the trailer.