“That which does not kill us makes us stronger.” In both the first and final frames of Logan, Hugh Jackman’s muscled, hirsute Wolverine wakes not alongside a beautiful woman nor at a school for mutants, but from a fitful sleep on the floor of a car. All glory, fame and pride are long gone as he, drunk, weary and seemingly on his very last legs, proceeds to eviscerate a group of gangbangers steeling the rims from the limo he now drives to earn money for self-medicating drugs and booze. It makes for a bold, bruising opening sequence.

The understatement of Jeff Nichols’ Loving is conversely both its strongest asset and weakest link. Continuing an eclectic genre-hopping tour in the early stages of what will undoubtedly be a tremendous career in filmmaking, the writer-director moves away from the visually inventive psychological drama of Take Shelter, the gritty, poetic realism of Mud and the darkly Spielbergian sci-fi of Midnight Special to a story of racial and historical import; the lifelong love and struggles of Mildred and Richard Loving against discrimination as a mixed race couple through the Civil Rights era.

Have you ever wanted to see an elephant overcome stage fright and belt out Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing by Stevie Wonder to adoring fans? Or hear a gorilla twinkle the ivories to Elton John’s I’m Still Standing? Perhaps a mouse in a fedora and purple suit crooning to a little bit of ‘Ol Blue Eyes? Now’s your chance. Sing is the latest endeavour by Illumination Entertainment, the animation studios who brought us Minions and the Despicable Me series.