The Wall is a Grandmaster chess match played on a sand-covered, heat-tempered battlefield.

Norman is a flaccid, mediocre bore of a film.

Free Fire is Mozart on meth.

Life is a blatant rip-off of the Alien franchise — and a damn good one.

Personal Shopper recklessly rambles between tense rises and brainless descents.

The Great Wall feels like the superior source material for Starship Troopers.

A Cure For Wellness is ruined by countless unforced errors.

The only gold in this lightly engaging film is a glowing performance from Bryce Dallas Howard.

Split is an improvement over his last, oh, seven or so films, but that’s not saying much.

Old Stone starts out dark, dreary and depressing and never changes gears.

Miss Sloane fails in the most basic ways possible.

I wallowed in Allied like an elated pig in a pile of cool summer mud.