The Courier feels authentic, and that’s what matters, Wynne’s everyman journey into the unimaginable the trip of a lifetime.

Slaxx slays, and I can’t wait to size it up again sometime soon.

The creaky story leaves too much to be desired, Stay Out of the Attic a depraved psychotic freak-out built upon a weak foundation that’s constantly on the verge of collapse.

The Devil Below is one of those films where I like the concept and the idea of it more than I do the finished product.

If it wasn’t clear before I think it has to be now: Olivia Cooke is a star.

There is a touching human dimension to The Vigil that brought tears to my eyes, the ghosts of past regrets and a refusal to allow grief-stricken wounds the time they need to heal the real villain hungering to feast on damaged souls crying out in continuous pain.

I Care a Lot might be the most amoral pitch-black comedy-thriller I’ve seen this side of Joel and Ethan Coen’s Burn After Reading.

But what The Funeral Home lacks in depth it more than makes up in style.

The Night has power, its unyieldingly disquieting unease a beauteous descent into a pitch-black psychological abyss from which there may be no escape.