If a picture can be worth a thousand words, then Peter Hujar’s Day offers up 76 mesmeric minutes of them that are nothing short of priceless.

This may be the end of the world, but nothing about it made me feel fine. I found Bugonia to be an unrelentingly miserable journey into pessimistic darkness, its viscerally sardonic malice more than I could bear.

If I Had Legs I’d Kick You is nothing short of unforgettable.

One Battle After Another is one of 2025’s best films.

For all its volcanic outbursts and aggressive proclamations of overwhelming victory, HIM fails to score.

As last acts are concerned, few are as proudly euphoric as this one, all of which makes this closing chapter of Downton Abbey a truly grand finale.

Spending time with The Thursday Murder Club was an afternoon well spent, and if they hold additional meetings in the future, I’ll gladly clear my calendar in order to attend.

Every non-storytelling facet of F1: The Movie is beyond reproach.

Sorry, Baby is the type of film that stays with you long after the curtain has closed and everyone has left the theater. It’s darn near perfect.