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

Thanksgiving serves up the gorily delicious goods.

I will give Trolls Band Together this much: it is the first film in the series that did not give me a headache.

While maybe the most inconsequential film Marvel has put out into the world (not including a post-credit teaser that is crowd-pleasingly awesome and a little desperate feeling, both at the same time), The Marvels is also one of the fastest paced and most humorously beguiling.

I had no idea what to expect when It’s a Wonderful Knife came my way. I certainly did not envisage it becoming an instant, holiday-themed, comfort-film favorite.

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

My inner tween went wild on multiple occasions, and if I’d been introduced to Freddy Fazbear and his pals as a kid, it’s safe to say we’d have been horror-loving friends for life.

As slight and as inconsequential as it may be, The Killer is still quite amusing, even if it does vanish from memory not too long after the story’s events have concluded.

Scorsese looks the audience in the eye, daring us to turn away, knowing that if we do, then we’re not only willing to purposefully not learn from our rancid and racist history but, even more appallingly, we’re ready to forgive it, too.