“I made this film to make people feel less alone. I’m not into propaganda filming. That’s not my thing.”
– Desiree Akhavan

Bonhôte and Ettedgui’s documentary is superb, McQueen overflowing in insight, human emotion and edifying moments that are universal in their intimately visceral appeal. It showcases an extraordinary and imaginative talent battling against the darkness lurking within his psyche while at the same time pushing the boundary of what the high fashion world was ready to endure.

The Meg was a goofily enjoyable seafaring creature feature that kept a smile pleasantly planted firmly upon my face. As Saturday matinee fair is concerned, this is one B-grade bit of shark attack silliness I’d happily see again.

The simple truth is that there is more happening inside of The Miseducation of Cameron Post than initially meets the eye, its ability to tackle so many varying thematic ideas with such appealingly awkward élan incredible…Akhavan has delivered one of the best films I’ll see in 2018, and I have a sneaky suspicion this is one teenage drama I’m going to be waxing poetic about for many years to come.

While not quite as terrifyingly successful as 2014’s Backcountry, writer/director Adam MacDonald’s supernatural coming of age shocker Pyewacket is still an uncomforting psychological thriller that features a sensational climax and a strong performance from rising star Nicole Muñoz.

Ryan Prows does a terrific job crafting something engaging, clever and most of all entertaining with his multipart crime comedy-thriller Lowlife, his movie a violently energetic celebration that’s difficult to resist.

Even with all its faults I still liked Our House just enough that I’d happily watch it again, the Lightman family’s paranormal exploits just interesting enough to make going to a matinee screening or renting it via VOD moderately worthwhile.

Marrowbone is a spellbinding gothic drama overflowing in suspense, dread, pathos, romance and honest to goodness human sentiment. It is a sensational piece of genre subterfuge, the narrative an increasingly byzantine maze overflowing in deft twists and turns.

I love Blindspotting. It’s the kind of film I want to stand up and cheer the moment the end credits come up on the screen, the type of nail-biting human drama I wish studios made more of and the kind of incisive, take-no-prisoners satire viewers of all persuasions owe it to themselves to take a chance on and see.