Spielberg reasserts himself as one of the great visionaries of the past fifty years, hitting the streets of West Side Story with him an absolute pleasure I’m going to be singing the praises of for a very long time.

A Castle for Christmas may be slight, but that doesn’t make it minor, and as yuletide presents go, this is one gift I’m happy I took the time to unwrap.

Jungle Cruise does work better at home. It’s kind of the perfect watch-while-folding-laundry movie. I guess that’s a recommendation.

Passing lives in the brief looks that one woman wistfully gives to the other, the hidden message behind each of these momentary glances guaranteed to linger in my memory for a long time to come.

Night Teeth is Collateral with fangs by way of Stephenie Meyer and, surprisingly enough, I don’t mean any of that as a negative.

Cinderella gave me a headache, and that might be the nicest thing I have to say on the matter.

In the Heights is an epic celebration of humanity I’ll be thinking about for the remainder of 2021.

For teen and tween viewers, He’s All That will likely satisfy, and in this instance, I’m tempted to say that’s more than enough and leave it there.

Kids will undoubtedly disagree with me on Jungle Cruise, and had I watched this one with eight-year-old eyes possibly I’d think differently about all this cartoonish hooey.