Crimes of the Future is a futuristically retro slice of body horror that left me speechless. It is a twisted descent into madness, refusing to coddle its audience or offer up a single happy ending. I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Fire Island has no business being as good as it is.

A Die Hard clone set inside a top-secret military installation that’s the last line of defense against Russian nuclear aggression, high-octane actioner Interceptor is a waste of time.

There is something undeniably wholesome about The Bob’s Burgers Movie, the warmth, love, and positivity that it exudes filling my soul with joy even if I knew some of the references and inside jokes were flying over my head.

I loved Top Gun: Maverick. This sequel hasn’t lost that loving feeling. It’s the best of the best, making this return flight to the danger zone a rapturous aerial extravaganza that frankly took my breath away.

Emergency rages against the status quo with fiery imagination and shrewdly perceptive resolve, it’s screeching tires of revolution a clarion call of societal change viewers should take the time to listen to.

I’m as shocked as anyone by just how much I adored Downtown Abbey: A New Era.

Maybe Firestarter is unadaptable?

The Sadness is one of the more aggressively bleak, disturbing, and depraved horror films I’ve ever seen. While I know that sounds like hyperbole, trust me when I say it is not.