The Flash is aggressively okay.

Brooklyn 45 never takes the easy way out, asking tough questions and leaving it up to the audience to ascertain the majority of the answers for themselves.

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts is arguably the best film with the word “Transformers” in the title.

There’s good, oftentimes scary stuff hiding in The Boogeyman’s darkness, all of which helps make this summertime horror offering more treat than trick.

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse is an instant classic.

I have a sneaky suspicion I’m going to be pondering the myriad ins and outs of You Hurt My Feelings for quite some time.

For the poor, unfortunate souls hoping this The Little Mermaid will either equal or surpass the animated version, disappointment will be their unhappy bedfellow. But younger audiences will likely enjoy themselves quite a bit, and I can almost guarantee they’re going to fall euphorically in love (and deservedly so) with Bailey’s Ariel.

Fast X is the most absurd entry yet in the long-running franchise, and that’s saying something, considering the crew journeyed into outer space in the previous installment.

Much like the first film, Book Club: The Next Chapter is another easygoing lark that does zero that’s unexpected yet still generates just enough genuine laughter to make its sitcom-level simplicity bearable.