I walked away from The Count of Monte Cristo invigorated. Its intensity, its majesty, its larger-than-life virtuosity, all of that and more filled my heart with glee.

Ghostlight is a variation on William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet the likes of which I’ve never seen.

But that instantaneous feeling of giddy euphoria? That hasn’t happened since The Road Warrior. Hasn’t happened, that is, until now. Until after watching Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga.

I Saw the TV Glow is one of the best films about identity I’ve ever seen.

Challengers is something truly special. I’m going to cherish this one for a very long time.

Love Lies Bleeding is the first truly great film of 2024.

All of Us Strangers is maybe 2023’s best film.

Saltburn never plays it safe, and where Fennell takes things is guaranteed to anger a fair share of the viewing public.

Priscilla is a vibe. It’s a viscerally emotive whirlwind that sweeps around the viewer with hurricane-like intensity.