For a film obsessed with nailing every minute detail, it’s those small missteps that make The Little Things a vexing conundrum.

While No Man’s Land’s finale is hardly original or unexpected, it still carries a fair amount of emotional weight that stopped my heart cold right at the very moment it was supposed to.

The three performances from Affleck, Segel and Johnson are ultimately what make Our Friend worthwhile.

Skyfire is a fast-paced disaster yarn overflowing in narrow escapes, sudden deaths and an overabundance of visual pyrotechnics.

Kirby’s magnificence alone makes Pieces of a Woman worthy of a look.

Douglas Trumball’s Silent Running is a flawed classic, but that still makes it a classic.

Fennell has delivered a gut-wrenching, must-see work of infuriated genius, and as painful as portions of Promising Young Woman were for me to experience, I’d happily go through the trauma of additional viewings as soon as the opportunity to do so arises.

If The Midnight Sky doesn’t shine as bright as maybe it could have, there was just enough sparkle to put a happy twinkle in my eye, and even with a noted absence of fuel Clooney’s latest still achieves emotionally cathartic liftoff.

The Dark and the Wicked isn’t a piece of light and fluffy horror entertainment. There are no rainbows here, Bryan Bertino’s latest more than living up to its title as being both agonizingly dark and paralyzingly wicked.