Venom: The Last Dance is even more gloriously daft than its predecessors were.

I still don’t think Joker: Folie à Deux works. But because of its ambition, and in large part because it gave me something I felt was worth the time and effort to think about after I left the theater, I’m willing to give Phillips and his creative team props for shaking things up.

Deadpool & Wolverine is critic-proof.

Madam Web comes tantalizingly close to being an unintentional parody of the superhero genre, and that happy accident almost makes watching the resulting mess worthwhile.

As last hurrahs go, Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom is lost at sea.

While maybe the most inconsequential film Marvel has put out into the world (not including a post-credit teaser that is crowd-pleasingly awesome and a little desperate feeling, both at the same time), The Marvels is also one of the fastest paced and most humorously beguiling.

The Flash plays a little better the second time around, but I still found it’s main issues impossible to overlook. It’s a mixed bag, entertaining in spurts, but never consistently.

Blue Beetle has a distinctive creative voice that triumphantly needs to be heard.

The Flash is aggressively okay.