Lightyear is nonsense, but it is frequently enthralling nonsense.

Is 1959’s The Horse Soldiers one of John Ford’s better westerns? No. Of course not. But that does not make it any less entertaining.

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.

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.

Treasure of the Four Crowns is certifiably insane. It’s also spectacularly entertaining, reveling in its inherent madness so thoroughly that it’s impossible not to be impressed by all of the inventively deranged absurdity.

It doesn’t happen immediately, but when it matters most, Raimi unleashes all of the crazy, comedically vaudevillian, blood-soaked, visually audacious tricks fans expect from him, and Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness comes alive like no other MCU entry in recent memory.

The Bad Guys is an awful lot of fun.

A sensory triumph more than it is an emotional one, The Northman is nonetheless an enthralling endeavor, everything building to a crushing finale of senseless masculine bravado that’s as gut-wrenchingly beautiful as it is tragically heartbreaking.

Cage knocks it out of the park, making The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent a triumphant culmination of a career that’s hopefully far from over.