Cleaner understands the retro action-thriller assignment, and that’s what ultimately matters the most.

Captain America: Brave New World is a toothless attempt at topicality.

The Paddington movies are a cathartic jolt of kindness that the world could use more of right now.

Heart Eyes is the best romcom-slasher hybrid that I’ve ever seen.

. Even at a blink-and-it’s-over 83 minutes, it pains me to say it but Love Hurts is an agonizingly unappealing disaster.

There’s nothing robotic about Companion.

Much like he did with 2020’s superb The Invisible Man, director and co-writer Leigh Whannell reinvents the classic Universal Monster cinematic lore with Wolf Man, a stripped-down, decidedly modern take on lycanthropic lore.

The Prosecutor is exceedingly entertaining. It’s also not even passingly believable.

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.