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The Magic Hour

There are moments of brilliance in this portmanteau by five disabled directors. And there are moments that are terrible

The Magic Hour is a portmanteau feature that shows the work of five disabled British film directors. Some of the tales are compelling - the clay-mation Buttermouth, about a blind mother and daughter, is ingenious. Some, such as the comedy mockumentary Hands Solo (about a deaf porn star with an orgasmic touch), need serious pruning. The final short, Follow Me on my Journey to Die, a satirical look at euthanasia debates among able-bodied dimwits, is spiteful and immature, and proof that disabled directors can make rubbish films too.

(15, 70mins)