The hypnotically bizarre The Vourdalak is a one-of-a-kind supernatural chiller directed with stylish creativity by inventive French newcomer Adrien Beau.

Much like a destructive storm that blows itself out with nary a discernible rhyme or reason, all Twisters left in its wake was a metaphorical mess that left me sadly despondent.

Fly Me to the Moon achieves liftoff through sharp direction, clever screenwriting, and good, old-fashioned megawatt celluloid star power.

Longlegs twists the knife in elegantly troubling ways.

As B-grade WWII adventure throwbacks to the 1950s and ‘60s are concerned, Murder Company is firing far too many blanks, making this a lackluster mission difficult to get enthused about.

Neon-drenched MaXXXine brings the X trilogy to a suitably bloody conclusion

Is Despicable Me 4 great? No. Not at all. But I did laugh. More importantly, so did all the children. Sometimes that’s enough. This is one of those “sometimes.”

There are hard truths in Daddio to be pondered, discussed, and learned from during this moonlight drive from the airport, and all of them are worth hearing.

A single act of kindness. A monetary instance of compassion. That’s all it takes to help someone in their darkest hour. Heck, it may even be enough to save the world.