Inside is a perplexing descent into the unknown, and whether or not this madness is art (or the art is madness) is purely in the eye of the beholder.

Ghostface’s assault on the Big Apple is a good one. Scream VI shows there’s still life in this series, and now that a new generation has been given control of the story, I’m curious to see where things go next.

The only emotional response this Children of the Corn scares up is boredom.

I say give Operation Fortune a chance, as it may just steal your heart.

The Park is an unexpected gem.

Mexican import Huesera: The Bone Woman is not for the faint of heart.

For every positive stride Shyamalan takes toward LGBTQ representation in Hollywood, there are almost as many going upsettingly backward, and I’m starting to think Knock at the Cabin was one cinematic rap on the door I should have left unanswered.

Missing is a tensely enjoyable roller-coaster ride that had my eyes glued to the screen.

Plane achieves liftoff, and for old-school action fanatics, even if it doesn’t stick the landing, watching it skid wildly off the runway into a ditch with such raucous aplomb is as ridiculous as it is wonderful.