Murphy’s joy in slapping me silly for every second of The Prom’s laborious 130 minutes was more than I could take, this laudably inclusive LGBTQ high school musical a celebratory dance I’d rather not have been invited to attend.

Songbird pushes buttons that feel ugly and inappropriate, all of which makes giving the film any sort of fair assessment difficult to do.

Happiest Season is a comfortingly romantic present almost guaranteed to bring its recipient joy, and all things considered in a year overflowing with humbug this small gift of holiday cheer is more than enough to satisfy.

Rebecca left me wanting more, this emotionally flaccid retelling of one of literature’s greatest gothic romances a frustrating waste of time.

This Valley Girl musical remake was a lot easier to watch the second time around. I’m still a little frustrated by the film, but not nearly as egregiously so as I was earlier this year.

Spontaneous raucously combusts like no other horror-comedy this year.

I’m having a polarized love-hate reaction to director Thor Freudenthal and screenwriter Nick Naveda’s ambitious, if at times oddly schmaltzy and saccharine, adaptation of author Julia Walton’s best-selling young adult romance Words on Bathroom Walls.

Summerland is the type of motion picture that gives me hope things are going to turn out all right, not just for the characters living inside this tale, but in the here and now for all of us as well.

Infamous a mediocre movie that deserves to fade into oblivion as if it never existed in the first place, the fewer followers it ends up having the more likely that outcome is going to be.