Beetlejuice Beetlejuice gets so much right it’s easy to gloss over the majority of its more obvious missteps.

Where it counts most, Trust in Love gets almost everything right: the interactions between devoted parents and their hurting children, who try to act as if they stoically understand what is happening but on the inside are crumbling to pieces.

For all the slit throats, close calls, electric shocks, and broken bones, Duchess fires too many blanks to be of any consequence.

Deadpool & Wolverine is critic-proof.

The hypnotically bizarre The Vourdalak is a one-of-a-kind supernatural chiller directed with stylish creativity by inventive French newcomer Adrien Beau.

Fly Me to the Moon achieves liftoff through sharp direction, clever screenwriting, and good, old-fashioned megawatt celluloid star power.

Is Despicable Me 4 great? No. Not at all. But I did laugh. More importantly, so did all the children. Sometimes that’s enough. This is one of those “sometimes.”

Clint Eastwood and Jeff Bridges collaborate on a quirky homoerotic heist thriller that’s defiantly stood the test of time

Inside Out 2 grows with Riley, and by doing so, it shows its audience a spiritual mirror that reflects their own self-image. It’s worth peering into. It’s even more difficult to forget.