An economy-class ticket has rarely been this entertaining.

Elvis collapses under the weight of its director’s ambitions and style instead of letting its standout lead re-create more key moments in the icon’s life.

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

Luhrmann’s technique had my toes tapping, but left my intrigue lacking.

Lightyear mixes emotions from Up and physics from Interstellar for a disappointing animated retcon of the beloved titular character.

Jurassic World Dominion starts off at the pace of a lumbering Stegosaurus before finally picking up speed to Velociraptor levels later on.

An errant large asteroid wouldn’t be enough to wipe away this mess.

Crimes of the Future didn’t captivate me with its story despite the fascinating, gruesome effects and made me wish for a better experience in the present.

Top Gun: Maverick caught me off guard and completed its mission by winning me over.

The power it holds over you is that of a master hypnotist toying with a fully pliant subject.

Men tries too hard to mix a message and symbolism with a creative concept and ends up neutering itself.

The style of Men is undeniable and will either immediately appeal to or put off its audience.