If you knew that I am the sort of person who loves a film like Notting Hill (I really do), or EVEN like Love Actually (yes, I secretly do), would you have been a bit surprised to find me at the Renoir cinema this lunchtime to settle in to Patrick Keillor’s brilliant Robinson in Ruins? You would. But I must admit that two of my favourite films ever are Keillor’s London and Robinson in Space, so on a cold, gloomy but soft late November afternoon in London, nothing could have given me greater pleasure than to lose myself in ‘Robinson in Ruins’, which I think exceeds even the first two films; quieter, even more elegiac, and with small scenes of stunning intensity. Catch it while you can.
