So it’s London Film Festival time and I’m indulging in my annual orgy of good, bad and just plain weird films. The biggest surprise so far – 50/50, a beautifully judge piece about friendship, family and cancer. It turned out to be more about what wasn’t said than what was – most clearly shown when the cancer sufferer’s crass best friend’s brash personna was betrayed by the heavily highlighted cancer book in his bathroom. Nothing was said, but his actions were put into a whole new context. The most difficult thing around cancer is being yourself.

This was a very funny tearjerker – I recommend it.