Themes revolving around personal self-discovery are universal in their eerie effectiveness, and there were multiple moments where I saw myself in the main character, a quiet shiver cascading down my spine every time.

While not nearly as fresh as its predecessor, this second helping of blood-splattered dystopian craziness is still a decent bit of fun.

I had a blast while watching Ambulance. This crazed shot of pure melodramatically idiotic adrenaline was just what I needed, the thunderous roar of every engine a fast and furious joy worth getting excited about.

Cow is extraordinary.

Morbius isn’t a bad movie. It also isn’t a particularly memorable one.

If Terrence Malick ever decided to dip his toe into horror, I’m guessing it would look a lot like Stolevski’s feature-length debut You Won’t Be Alone.

I’m not going to lie and say that Screams of a Winter Night is some long, lost horror anthology classic. It isn’t. But the film has so much go-for-broke, let’s-put-on-a-show charm that it’s not a huge deal that a lot of this doesn’t end up working particularly well.

I was never able to let myself go and enjoy all this loopy jungle madness, The Lost City coming across as too mechanically forgettable for my tastes.

Presumed Oscar frontrunners Power of the Dog, CODA, and Belfast battling it out for Best Picture