Henderson and his crack stunt team choreograph some exquisite chase-escape-fight-flight sequences, not the least of which is a suitably chaotic showdown in a secluded jungle village.

Mulan becomes a story of embracing one’s true identity and the innate power that comes along with doing that, this simple conceit the crucial through-line around which the entire plot emphatically revolves.

Sherlock Holmes is one of Guy Ritchie’s better movies and is astonishingly easy to watch multiple times. Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law are a terrific team, while the comedy, mystery and action elements meld rather nicely for the majority of the picture’s 128-minute running time.

I still do not like Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows.

For audiences eager for a genre throwback reminiscent of similarly themed efforts from the 1980s, Z more than fits the bill.

Rogue is a lot of fun.

Peninsula is well made and has any number of strong individual moments, and even if it is nowhere near as memorable as the first film, it’s still suitably entertaining if taken on its own merits.

Random Acts of Violence was so eager to shock, so consumed with trying to make me gasp out loud, that it completely forgot to give me a reason to care.

I’m having a polarized love-hate reaction to director Thor Freudenthal and screenwriter Nick Naveda’s ambitious, if at times oddly schmaltzy and saccharine, adaptation of author Julia Walton’s best-selling young adult romance Words on Bathroom Walls.