Us evokes the best works of Stanley Kubrick, Alfred Hitchcock and David Lynch.
I’ve been engaged by 30-second commercials for schmaltzy Hallmark Channel love stories more deeply.
Captain Marvel doesn’t feel cohesive and at times bored me with its awful pacing and storytelling.
Captain Marvel borrows heavily, but not heavily enough, from Guardians of the Galaxy.
Triple Frontier is reminiscent of 1999’s Three Kings, but without the humor or the thought-out plot.
This curious, unexpected story had me in its grasp… before dropping me like a bad habit.
Hart and Cranston are flawlessly cast, and I’d love to see more of their chemistry.
This is, without question, the most artistic homage to dog shit ever filmed.
Contains all of the elements for a wonderful sequel yet wrecks them with some questionable decisions and a silly finale.
Contains too many dead spots and occasionally wanders off course like a faulty broom on magical autopilot.
It’s exactly the film that May and Taylor wanted, and it’s a complete bore.