Now You See Me 2 is legitimately terrible. I never want to watch it again.

Bad Moon is much better than the rep unfairly gifted to it back in ’96. More, it offers up some truly excellent creature and makeup effects…It also moves with refreshing swiftness, Red keeping things at a wondrously exuberant clip, the picture’s niftily plotted 79 minutes flying by in the blink of an eye.

Road Games is quickly moving up my list of 2016 sensations that caught me by surprise, this fun little thriller a nice game of cat and mouse that nimbly conceals its biggest and boldest tricks for the final act.

Rabid Dogs is not as good as Mario Bava’s original film, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t still worthwhile. In fact, having now watched it twice I’m ready to concede Éric Hannezo’s version holds up pretty darn well, filled with a number of white-knuckle charms that had me sitting on the edge of my seat.

Yep. Still a lot of fun, that’s The Pack in a nutshell. Perfect? No. Freakishly enjoyable for those who like animals-gone-wild creature features? You bet, and as such I’ll likely be barking about this film’s simple pleasures for some time to come.

Cabin Fever has no reason to exist. It’s a pointless scene-for-scene, line-for-line remake that does nothing to improve upon Eli Roth’s original. It’s a waste of time, nothing more, and as superb as Scream! Factory’s Blu-ray presentation might be I can’t think of a single solitary reason anyone, anywhere should take the time to give it a look.

Arthur Hiller’s The In-Laws is one of the great buddy comedies ever made. Peter Falk and Alan Arkin are a sensational team, while Andrew Bergman’s outlandish script is a heck of a lot smarter and more complex than an initial glance might lead one to believe. Criterion’s Blu-ray release is downright superb, fans of the film urged to snatch it up for their personal collections at their earliest convenience.

I adore Clouds of Sils Maria. I feel like I could study its nuances and idiosyncrasies for the next decade and still not learn all I possibly could about director Olivier Assayas’ latest masterpiece, the movie an utterly beguiling marvel of imagination and dramatic fortitude that just gets better and better with each viewing.

Andrew Haigh’s Weekend is every bit as sensational the second (and third) time around as it was the first, the depth and breadth of the emotional undercurrents running through it simply stunning. Rampling and Courtney are extraordinary, delivering performances ranking as two of the best either of the pair has ever delivered. In short, Weekend is amazing.