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.

The High Note is so much fun to watch any issues I have keep evaporating into the ether almost as if they never existed in the first place.

I found Valley Girl, like, totally disappointing, an unexpected turn of events that’s grody to the max, for sure.

The final cry The Whistlers makes is one of forgiveness and grace, the unspoken connective pull of human understanding impossible to resist.