It’s impossible to watch Morgan Neville’s Fred Rogers documentary Won’t You Be My Neighbor? and not come away from the experience moved.

Ultimately, Incredibles 2 matters because Bird understands we as an audience are fond of Bob, Helen, Violet, Dash and Jack-Jack because they in turn love one another with selfless transparency. They’re the reason any of this has resonance, the reason we’ve been eagerly longing for a new adventure featuring each of them for over a decade.

Upgrade is a total blast, and if in the coming years this bit of muscular, blood-soaked science fiction silliness were to spawn a sequel I’ll be first in line to see what sort of aggressively violent trouble Grey and STEM will get themselves into next.

American Animals looks at this jolt of criminal lunacy and discovers universal truths viewers should take note of, this group’s failure revealing more about the human condition than initially meets the eye.

This is high-octane nightmare fuel that had me shivering all the way home with my stomach twisted into a series of painful knots I had trouble believing I was ever going to be able to unwind, Hereditary a go-for-broke stunner overflowing in a myriad of petrifying mysteries many will be attempting to decipher for a number of years to come.

The last 20 minutes of Hotel Artemis is the payoff all of the slow-burn build has been promising, and for the most part the freshman director pulls it off.

Ocean’s Eight stole my heart, and the theft of it has me grinning ear-to-ear.

Coupled with Woodley’s superlative performance, even with a small handful of reservations I still think Adrift is worth seeing, and it’s additionally quite possible my appreciation for it will only grow as time goes by.

Feral is too by-the-numbers to generate a consistent feeling of suspense or dread, and by the time the film reaches its rather foregone conclusion I’d already emotionally checked out long before this climax.