Match Point (*) This disappointing film starred two pretty pairs of lips. It was difficult for me to care about what happened to the main characters and the acting made it no easier. Jonathan, if you can hear me, please move your face. Scarlett Johansson was completely believable as a failed actress. I can understand Woody Allen wanting to shake things up– to make something that is totally unfunny for once, but I expect a little wit from him. If not humor, at least wit. This film has none. There is a little plot twist, on the theme of luck, which gets dealt with clumsily.

Bodies: The Exhibition (****1/2) I thought at once that everyone and no one should see this. It’s science? It’s art? There is too much gratuitous slicing and dicing for pure science, I’d say. I was informed. I was intrigued! I was inspired. I was disgusted. I left with an uneasy awe at the intricacy and fragility of the human body. I decided never to smoke again. The exhibition is arranged to minimize gross-out, with the most gruesome bits situated at the end. Well after you’ve desensitized yourself with the flayed sportsmen in the muscles room and gazed in wonder at all the pretty red glowing capillaries in the circulatory room, there comes the reproduction room, and the things-gone-horribly-wrong room. Worth every penny, but not for the faint of heart.

Emirates Airlines (***1/2) Provides enough food and movies to keep this reviewer occupied for a 15 hour flight. There’s even lotion in the bathroom. Loses points for stale croissants and lack of leg room, but I can’t imagine any commercial airliner getting four stars.

Camel Milk (****) Creamy, low in fat, with a slight nutty taste. Not weird at all.