Yet the kinetic fury of Snyder’s box office smash cannot be denied. It’s numerous flaws notwithstanding, this is still a rousingly entertaining spectacle, and watching it again I was struck by just how absorbing I continue to find 300 to be.

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.

Wendy isn’t a modern spin on a classic tale of fantasy and wonder, it’s an outright nightmare I never want to think about ever again.

V: The Final Battle is worth a look. While undeniably somewhat disappointing, it’s still a fun bit of retro television science fiction that sometimes takes some fairly shocking narrative risks that were well ahead of their time.

Trolls World Tour rarely allowed me to catch my breath. It even more seldomly put anything that was happening into coherent perspective.

It’s all a bunch of colorfully anarchic, emotionally uplifting heartfelt supernatural silliness, all of which helps make Pixar’s latest comedic adventure Onward a goofy good time I’d be excited to see again.

The Call of the Wild proved to be an outdoor adventure worth going on, and I can’t help but think my 10-year-old self would have seen this in the theatre a good half-dozen times if my parents would have permitted me to do so.