The clinically style-obsessed Tony Scott might not have been everybody's choice to helm a Tarantino script just as St Quentin was white-hot (seems a while ago now, huh?), but he made a splendid 1993 pulpy pot-boiler which, in sum, outshines its pithy but disjointed parts. Christian Slater and Patricia Arquette are the doomed Detroit lovers-on-the-run with a suitcase of coke, negotiating baroque badlands after Slater kills sleazoid pimp Gary Oldman and his comedy dreadlocks. Everyone who's anyone turns up to harass the couple and their sad dad Dennis Hopper.

Glam's loveable Black Country bovver boyz expose the grim realities of the rock'n'roll lifestyle

This month's New Strokes. Disappointing

Follow-up to MTV-friendly Gran Turismo

Bob Mould alter-ego gets heavy on the dancefloor

Powerful debut after a decade's tough luck from hard-bitten New Jersey singer-songwriter

Doom-laden noodling from NYC's latest press darlings

With NYC's bright new hopes (Liars, Yeah Yeah Yeahs) openly worshipping at the altar of scratchy early-'80s UK punk-funk (PiL, Gang Of Four), it now seems doubly outrageous that Department S were denied the release of this like-minded debut at the time—"Whatever Happened To The Blues" alone is 20 years ahead of Radio 4. An even greater shame that singer Vaughan Toulouse (who died of AIDS in 1991) isn't around to savour the overdue recognition this should grant him.

The Big Star flew solo, jumped back to his Southern roots, then went live in London

Tear-streaked wonder from Abba's pop-rock progeny