Good gags abound in this tale of a bespectacled Jewish writer caught up in a #MeToo takedown – just don’t expect any surprises

What’s With Baum?, by 89-year-old debut novelist Woody Allen, is about … a bespectacled Jewish novelist. Asher Baum, anxious and hypochondriac, with two ex-wives, a handsome home in Connecticut and a pied-à-terre in Manhattan, finds himself having cocktails in Bemelmans Bar with an attractive young woman. Whatever shocks you might expect from this novel, the shock of the new isn’t one of them.

Reading What’s With Baum? is an eerie, almost unearthly experience, like being taken to some secret Narnia part of New York where a new Neil Simon play is about to open, or a record store where you can check out a Burt Bacharach LP in the listening booth, or a TV studio where you can watch a live taping of the Dick Cavett Show, with Robert Wagner, Rex Reed and Gore Vidal. Allen’s mannerisms, his themes, his comedy – and there are some very good gags here – are just the same as they ever were. In fact, this novel is more fluent, more plausible on its own terms, than any of his recent movies – though it finally collapses into perfunctory and unresolved farcical silliness in a very familiar way.

Part gangster revenge, part family reunion, Murray’s semi-retired mobster is back in the murder business, while Coolidge gatecrashes ex-husband Harris’ New Year’s Eve

This odd duck of a movie is part bloody gangster revenge drama and part family home-for-the-holidays comedy; it is brutally commingled as if thrown together by a high-speed collision. Predictably, the result is a bit of a mess, but there are redeeming features that make it much more watchable than many early reports might have suggested.

For instance, the film contains arguably Bill Murray’s best semi-dramatic performance in years, on a par with his melancholy, haunted and yet still droll-dry turns in Rushmore and Lost in Translation. Here he plays Leftie, an east coast mobster, once a bit of a capo but now semi-retired ever since he handed over the reins of the family business to his son Johnnie (Michael Angelo Covino). Something explained only later has brought Leftie back into the killing people business, with assistance from nerdy murderer-in-training Lonnie (Pete Davidson). The two of them are heading up to Maine to find their mark, which necessitates a few practice kills along the way; these make Leftie sad but not so sad he would consider not killing.

This nuanced analysis of what ‘antisemitism’ means explores the evolution of anti-Jewish discrimination, and how it became a driver for political activism

Adolf Hitler’s defeat didn’t end prejudice against Jews in Germany or any other country. But the Third Reich did, in Mark Mazower’s judgment, “discredit antisemitism as a positive programme for decades to come”.

It is an arresting turn of phrase that makes reckoning with the Holocaust after the second world war sound more like a trend in public policy than a moral imperative. But that is the point. Mazower, a professor of history at Columbia University, is talking about a particular manifestation of anti-Jewish sentiment that rose and fell in a relatively short time frame.

Valérie Bonneton is terrific in French drama about women in rehab that gets a little carried away

This French rehab drama begins with some painfully realistic scenes showing the grim slog of maintaining a hidden drinking problem. At night, after her kids go to bed, mum of three Suzanne (Valérie Bonneton) gets a box down from a high cupboard. Inside is her stash of vodka, which she carefully siphons into mineral water bottles for the next day. There is no pleasure in her drinking; it makes her foggy at work and detached from her boys. Bonneton, better known in France for comedy roles, is terrific, with her warm, worn performance, not a scrap of sentimentality in it.

Suzanne hits her rock bottom after a car accident; the court puts her sons into the care of their grandparents and orders her into rehab. First comes denial. “Some wine with dinner,” she tells the doctor who asks her about her drinking at the all-female unit. Other residents include Diane (Michèle Laroque), a famous actor who haughtily lords it over the other women, and twentysomething Alice (Sabrina Ouazani), who describes herself as a party girl but whose stories, when she shares them in group, sound more self-destructive than fun.

Away from the light and glamour of mainstream clubbing, Yushy spent three years recording a shadowy parallel scene: one built on mutual trust and secret group chats

Yushy was on a packed tube on New Year’s Eve when he heard voices yell his name. He recognised their faces from the squat raves he had been photographing. “We’re going to a party right now,” they whispered. “I have my camera,” he said, and followed them. He didn’t know anything else about them. In the squat rave underground, which thrives on anonymity and secret locations, it didn’t matter. “They trusted me with them, and I trusted them to take me to the rave,” he says.

His new book, Section 63: Underground and Unmastered, documents three years in this London scene. Yushy started out as a fresher when he replied to a party promoter looking for a photographer. But he grew bored with the more mainstream events he was photographing, and started asking attendees about underground happenings. “I also asked around in group chats,” he says, “Which I later found out – once I was inside the official rave group chat – were placeholders for people to be approved. Purgatory, essentially!”

Passing a cigarette over the decks.

Jack Thorne dramatises the Guardian’s 2011 investigation into widespread illegality at the News of the World. Plus: who is the Ibiza Final Boss? Here’s what to watch this evening

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In 2011, the Guardian uncovered widespread illegality – including phone hacking – at the News of the World, with far-reaching repercussions. Perhaps this drama can do for the scandal what Mr Bates vs the Post Office did for post office operators. Written by Jack Thorne, The Hack stars Toby Jones as the Guardian’s former editor Alan Rusbridger and David Tennant as Nick Davies, the reporter who broke the story. Journalism is notoriously difficult to dramatise and not all the flashbacks, subplots and narrative tricks quite work. But it’s a worthwhile attempt to refocus on events that still feel significant. Phil Harrison

The Cleveland Bay in Stockton is one of seven new Grade II listings announced to mark 200 years of public railways

At first, it seems as if the pub is remarkable because it is so traditional: beers, wines, spirits, crisps (“four flavours”), nuts (“salted or dry roasted”) and if you want cooked food, you’ll be politely told to try elsewhere.

But the railway prints, maps and giant mural of the Locomotion No 1 steam engine on the wall of the snug hint at something truly remarkable about the Cleveland Bay: it is the oldest purpose-built railway pub in the world and, according to Historic England, deserves to be celebrated and protected.

The host’s monologue noted that the suspension of his late night programme had ignited a national debate over free speech

Jimmy Kimmel returned to air on Tuesday saying Donald Trump “tried his best” to cancel him, but instead forced millions of people to watch his show, hitting back against the corporate suspension that ignited a national debate over free speech and outcry over the bullying tactics of the Trump administration.

“It’s been overwhelming” Kimmel said during his first monologue since Disney, which owns ABC, suspended his late-night show from the network last week under pressure from Trump officials over his comments on the shooting of right-wing activist Charlie Kirk . “I’ve heard from a lot of people over the last six days, I’ve heard from people all over in the world over the last six days, everyone I have ever met has reached out.”

It’s the worst outing yet for the Slough House gang, with main characters having unnerving personality transplants and ‘action’ sequences taking place in penguin enclosures. Yikes!

The fifth season of Slow Horses starts with a timely sequence: a gun attack perpetrated by a follower of a far-right politician (we even briefly glimpse a few St George’s crosses). Rightwing politics is an area that Apple TV+’s spy drama has tackled before; back in season one, a British-Pakistani student was memorably taken on a joyride by a nationalist group named Sons of Albion, who threatened to behead him on a live stream.

However, like many things in the Slow Horses universe – based on Mick Herron ’s bestselling novels about a group of MI5 rejects – the opening proves something of a red herring. Season five isn’t really about white nationalists, or environmental activists, or hostile foreign actors, and yet it is also about all of those things, all at once. As a result, it is overstuffed and strangely lacking in substance.