The cooler option

With heat lethargy spreading like wildfire across London, we haven't 'bovvered' much with weekend plans. But surely what we all need is a few hours in a dark, air conditioned room to lift the week's caustic air. Temperature controlled entertainment to reinvigorate our sweat dripping, Tube trodden lives. Unless seeing your colleague swap his suit for a Friday dress down, 'crusty-goes-to-Goa' look, is enough for you. In which case, raise 'em standards.

Weekend film choices (with unofficial target markets):

Heading South. Haiti, 1970. Middle-aged American women on holiday find romance with young locals. Should appeal to single women over 30 hoping for their own summer holiday lovin'. Also, for single men under 30 curious about the global toy boy industry. Or whom still fancy their mum's friend.

The Break Up. Chicago, 2006. War of the Roses for the Friends generation. Vince Vaughn, spokesman for the 'Menaissance', and Jennifer Aniston in a relationship doomed by cohabitation. We hope their on screen fireworks leave Mr. and Mrs. Smith in a pyre. Just may prove a bit touchy for couples recently rowing in Foxtons.

Little Fish. Sydney, 2006. Cate Blanchett as a reformed druggie with a dysfunctional family. Should appeal to those drawn in by star reviews from the Venice, Cannes, Toronto festivals. That is not to say that review snobs are dysfunctional addicts themselves. I don't think.

Regular Lovers. Paris, 1968. Like The Dreamers but with self conscious intellectualism. Should appeal to anyone pining after poetry reading, opium smoking, revolutionary Frenchmen. And thankfully no Gérard Depardieu.

Taxi Driver. New York, 1976. Re-released in celebration of its 30th birthday. Scorcese's take on urban alienation. A psychotic, insomniac fuelled portrayal of New York at the helm of De Niro's taxi. The film buff's riposte to Superman Returns. It doesn't get any better (but I may be biased).

Oh, and remember, to avoid the excructiating Orange Film Board ads arrive 15 minutes late.