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.

It’s not often a motion picture makes me physically ill.

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

As B-grade WWII adventure throwbacks to the 1950s and ‘60s are concerned, Murder Company is firing far too many blanks, making this a lackluster mission difficult to get enthused about.

There are hard truths in Daddio to be pondered, discussed, and learned from during this moonlight drive from the airport, and all of them are worth hearing.

A single act of kindness. A monetary instance of compassion. That’s all it takes to help someone in their darkest hour. Heck, it may even be enough to save the world.

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

Ghostlight is a variation on William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet the likes of which I’ve never seen.

There are no cheap jump scares. No sudden outbursts of chaos or gore. Violence is (mostly) of the psychological variety and, more to the point, almost always self-inflicted.