Bodies Bodies Bodies is a gnarly, uncouth, and suitably deceitful breath of fresh horror air.
Even with its massive international ensemble of familiar faces, the longer Bullet Train kept running down the track, the less I cared about what was happening.
Grease 2: 40 years of wanting more than the boy next door with Michelle Pfeiffer and the Pink Ladies
Few films from the past few years have given me as much continuous pleasure as Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris.
Thor: Love and Thunder is my least favorite film in the MCU.
Most importantly, kids are going to love The Rise of Gru, and while that’s not surprising, that their parents might find themselves giggling right along with their youngsters somewhat is.
As slight as Good Luck to You, Leo Grande is, there is something so distinctly personal about what Brand and Hyde are doing that it’s doubtful their sublime little comedy-drama will dissipate from my memory anytime soon.
Lightyear is nonsense, but it is frequently enthralling nonsense.
The gleefully anarchic and exuberantly pitch-black The Passenger is a dangerously nasty horror comedy that got under my skin.