The most annoying thing about The Amateur is how competent it is.

Love can be found and lasting connections can be made even in a world drowning in chaos and indecision. This is the song that The Ballad of Wallis Island triumphantly sings. It’s one worth playing on repeat.

Landon shows a playfully eclectic majesty where it comes to balancing suspense, horror, humor, and general human pathos and planting them inside a scenario that’s as silly as it is inspired. Because of this and more, Drop ends up being a massive amount of fun.

Millers in Marriage is a well-acted descent into the depressively mundane, and 117 minutes of one banal struggle after another was not my cup of tea.

A Working Man is a sleazy waste of time.

Though far from a dream come true, this Snow White isn’t without its enjoyable aspects. I watched it with a smile and a song, every bluddle-uddle-um-dum somehow injecting my heart with joy, often when I least expected.

Black Bag is a dinner party game of seduction, revelation, and retribution better played without knowing all the rules beforehand.

The strangest thing about High Rollers is how unfinished it feels.

Mickey 17 may not end up being the year’s best film, but it will undoubtedly become one of its most essential.