Bone Keeper review – there’s a critter in the caves in serviceable Brit horror

An unconvincing group of friends is briskly picked off one-by-one while searching for a beastie that hitched a ride to Earth on a meteorite You get the measure early on of the tentacled predator in this British horror film when it makes mincemeat out of a hairy tough-guy Neanderthal. The movie opens with some punching-above-its budget special effects explaining the origins of the flesh-eater, which crash landed on Earth with a meteorite. Like Neil Marshall’s The Descent, it’s a creature that makes its home in caves – though unlike the earlier movie, Bone Keeper lacks a sense of sweat-trickling-down-your-back claustrophobia, despite a couple of good scares. Sarah Alexandra Marks plays Olivia, whose journalist grandfather vanished in the 1970s while investigating reports of a creature in a cave somewhere in the UK. Now years later, Olivia’s mother has disappeared while searching for him. So Olivia heads to the caves with a group of mates, who feel as if they’ve been dreamed up in a 20-...

Rage, Maga and the Kardashians: the teen who filmed 3,000 hours of Kanye West’s life

At the age of 18, Nico Ballesteros was given permission to film the falling star for six years, now packaged into an unsettling new documentary

If you were to go back and rewatch any of Kanye West’s controversial moments from the last seven years – I’m not sure why you would, as Ye’s devolution from hallowed icon to cultural pariah has been one of the sadder pop culture stories of the decade, but let’s say you did – you would spot, lingering in the background, a kid with a camera.

He’s easy to miss – scrawny, often wearing Calabasas-sized sunglasses, usually holding an iPhone or iPad, he’s nearly indistinguishable from the many fans and associates that often trail the Chicago-born rapper now legally known as Ye wherever he goes. But he’s always there. In the Oval Office meeting where Ye pledged his fealty to Donald Trump, at his infamous “white lives matter” Paris fashion show, at any of his messianic “Sunday Service” worship sessions – there he is, impassive, camera trained on Ye.

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