Hi all Well the next big release from Disney/Pixar, Onward, lands today, and early reviews have been good, so it's likely to do well. Moving up the age ladder, we have two smaller releases aimed at niche markets, firstly a twist on the classic Hansel & Gretel tale, which found more favour with the critics than the public, and an offbeat urban romance, The Photograph, which had reasonable reviews from press and public alike. For the adults, we have the new crime drama from noted director Guy Ritchie, which found more favour with the public than the press. It's on reasonably wide release so should be showing somewhere near you. Bollywood has one release, the high-octane actioner Baaghi 3. There are previews in selected venues next Thursday for the upcoming Vin Diesel sci-fi action Bloodshot. See the previews page and remember to book. Enjoy :-) New this week * Onward (3D) (PG V) * Onward (PG V) * Onward (3D IMAX) (PG V) * Gretel & Hansel (13 VH) * The Photograph (13 LS) * The Gentlemen (18 LSVD) * Baaghi 3 (Hindi) http://www.moviesite.co.za/new.htm Forthcoming attractions http://www.moviesite.co.za/4thcome.htm Updated the pic and quote on the home page http://www.moviesite.co.za/ This Week's pinup http://www.moviesite.co.za/pinup.html (cellphone wallpaper ...) Pick of the Week http://www.moviesite.co.za/pick.htm All the previews. Remember to check with the cinema first. http://www.moviesite.co.za/where/previews.htm List of all movies showing http://www.moviesite.co.za/reviews.htm Same list sorted by Age Restriction http://www.moviesite.co.za/showingbyage.htm Top Twenty, Best and Worst Movies by Critical Rating. http://www.moviesite.co.za/topten.htm Remember you can support the site by reading the ads... :-) Thanks, Ian --------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Brig. 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