A superlative achievement that transcends genre conventions to become something unique and timeless, The Witch is destined to be a movie I’m going to be pondering, dissecting and extolling the virtues of for the remainder of 2016.

“[It’s] about having restraint. I can’t look into your soul. I don’t know what is the most scary to you so I have to hope that I can depict what is most personal and scary to me and then hold back and let the last bit be something that you fill in yourself. That’s the idea.”

I think The Secret in Their Eyes holds up much better than most critics are likely going to say it does. Billy Ray’s remake stands on its own. It also features one of Julia Roberts best performance, the actress going to unnervingly deep emotional places in order to bring her character to life.

Unless you’re a diehard Disney fanatic/collector who just must have every single item released by the studio, there isn’t a great reason to double-dip on Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

Handing things over to upcoming filmmaker Travis Z (Scavengers), the idea apparently was to treat the material in roughly the same way Gus Van Sant tackled Alfred Hitchcock’s 1960 classic Psycho back in 1998. In other words, it’s the exact same movie, virtually scene-for-scene and line-for-line, making the remake nothing short of pointless.

Dakota Johnson is a star. Leslie Mann is as talented an actress as there is working today deserving of a movie to call her own. Rebel Wilson, when used correctly, can produce belly laughs better than just about anyone. Those are the three things I took away from watching the amenable, generally amusing if moderately forgettable comedy How to Be Single, the movie never quite coming into its own yet hardly what I’d call a waste of time.

There is an unvarnished innocence to Nina Forever that I was decidedly captivated by. The Blaine brothers mine universal territory here, embracing emotions familiar to just about everyone, doing so in the context of a love triangle where one party to the affair is a talkative corpse.

But for me, while not a film likely to have a lot in the way of staying power, I still enjoyed Zoolander 2, the sequel reminding me that Stiller is a creatively inspired director who should probably step behind the camera more often than he right now does.

[Deadpool] is a fun, hyper-violent, gleefully perverse frolic into the super-powered absurd, and if a sequel does end up happening I could envision a scenario where it does get the opportunity to push the sort of boundaries of good taste this origin tale only hints at trying to demolish.