No Time to Die was well worth the wait.

Dementia 13 remains an oddity, but if that’s the case it’s a supremely entertaining one.

Copshop shoots up the screen with jovially pitch-black bravado.

For Kurosawa, Wife of a Spy is proof the director renowned in the late 1990s and throughout the 2000s as a modern master of horror hasn’t lost an ounce of his creative acumen.

Yakuza Princess never does enough to earn the throne.

While I have no idea if Behemoth is going to stick in my memory longer than the time it took me to write this review, I do know Sefchik’s name or his talent are items I’m going to be forgetting anytime soon.

There are things about Nia DaCosta’s Candyman that I will not talk about.

The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It is a rather forgettable entry in the ever-expanding Conjuring universe and the only film featuring Ed and Lorraine Warren as the central characters I’ll never willingly choose to return to.

Habit Habit is something of a 1990s Pulp Fiction–style throwback with female leads who find themselves navigating a True Romance–meets–Sister Act type narrative that is as unwieldy as it is oddly compelling.