The dialogue is witty, snitty, and sharp—the kind of thing Soderbergh can craft in his sleep.

Last Breath’s confining tendrils creep into nearly every scene, pulling you deeper into its suffocating grip.

Conclave is a brilliant example of slow-burn, understated storytelling that works.

Twisters is a bigger mess than the towns it depicts after a direct hit.

This installment delivers more chuckles than all six past films combined.

M3GAN escalates into sentient robot girl gone wild.

The world hasn’t seen this kind of dedication to organization since the Nazis stormed into Poland.

Halloween Ends disappoints on many levels with its boring pace and questionable approach as the equivalent of that house on October 31 that gives out healthy snacks instead of full-size candy bars.

An economy-class ticket has rarely been this entertaining.

The Black Phone perfectly mixes ghosts, survival, revenge and a memorable maniac for a horror flick that builds to a thrilling climax.

Memory stands out from the other Liam Neeson action movies because it finally addresses how age affects even the deadliest among us.

Scream entertains by not straying too far from the same old formula, but this retread didn’t wow or surprise me in the least.