Nekrotronic is a bizarre, fast-paced hoot, its slapdash devil-may-care storytelling dynamics oddly working for me more often than they did not.

While The Angry Birds Movie 2 is a vast improvement over its predecessor, and while I did laugh on more than one occasion, this is still one franchise that still has a long way to go if it is ever going to win me over.

While there are enough plusses to make The Art of Racing in the Rain moderately agreeable and not particularly difficult to watch, as far as the greater whole is concerned the inelegant mediocrity of its interpersonal human maturations is unquestionably calamitous.

This “Universal Horror Collection: Volume 1” is one of the all-time great collections Scream! Factory has ever put together.

While Good Boys is pretty darn far from being a bad movie, that still doesn’t mean I’m personally interested in watching it again myself anytime soon.

I loved Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark something fierce, and if 12-year-old me had watched it I can almost guarantee I’d have gone back to the theatre multiple times just so I could experience its various thrills and chills again and again.

Wicked Witches isn’t a total loss by any means. It just doesn’t cast a very memorable spell, the whole thing lacking in the type of magic that might have gotten under my skin and made this one worthwhile.

Dora and the Lost City of Gold is superb, and here’s hoping this live-action teenage take on the material is a modest hit, if only because selfishly I want to watch this pint-sized adventurer head out into the wilds to continue her exploring immediately.

While not for everyone, Ladyworld ended up getting to me, it’s freeze-frame conclusion nothing less than disquietly marvelous.