Nick Schager

Its lack of originality or grandeur renders it a less than super spin-off.

A confident and unnerving allegorical gem.

A cute and funny sequel that treads well-worn territory and yet manages to elicit its fair share of waterworks, it’s not the series’ best but, in most respects, is still better than the rest.

The summer’s must-see for anyone with a taste for ferocious pandemonium.

Straining for both timeliness and throwback thrills, it’s an alien affair that never delivers the grand payoffs it teases.

A familiar stew that’s as scattershot as ever, and engineered to appeal to teens who can’t get enough jokes about sex, race, and movies they’ve already seen.

Nostalgia is a hell of a drug, and fans are apt to overdose on it with this rollicking live-action affair.

Casts a surrealistic spell that’s unlike anything else in contemporary cinema.

As good as crime cinema gets, and one of 2026’s biggest surprises—and undisputed highlights.

Simplistic, scattershot, and—worst of all—unfunny, it’s a social commentary-laced crime comedy of insufferable proportions.

A swashbuckling space Western that deftly marries combative spectacle and kid-friendly cuteness.

A deliriously pointed cautionary tale about the perils of getting what you want, and an instant contender for classic midnight-movie status.

Eliciting exasperated laughs at its every manipulation, it may be the most ridiculously corny movie of all time.

Despite looking great, it comes off as a humdrum knockoff of yesterday’s fashion.

Aside from a couple of vicious set pieces, however, this genre effort’s gimmickry results in derivative cornball melodrama. It would have benefited greatly from speaking louder while carrying a big stick.

This creepy nerve-rattler confirms that the director’s excellent 2024 breakout Oddity was no fluke.

A no-frills survival thriller that’s as rugged as its wilderness setting.

All “Thriller," no infamy, presenting an uplifting, crowd-pleasing version of events that, for all its expert impersonations, is simply the palatable half of this sordid tale.

A deep dive into a pool of pretentiousness whose absurdity mounts with each new quasi-supernatural—and heavily symbolic—development.

[Its] sketchiness is second only to its inside-baseball humorlessness.

Plays like a torturous tone-deaf joke that won’t end.

Thanks to a host of colorful performances and an emphasis on over-the-top violence, they mostly pull off their double-dip trick.

A stirring celebration of bravery, camaraderie, and human ingenuity that goes big in every respect, not least of which by recognizing and foregrounding the majesty of larger-than-life movie stardom.

A rousing elegy to an underworld saga par excellence and, in particular, to a ruthless and tormented gangster whom, in Murphy’s expert hands, stands as an undisputed crime-fiction icon.

A Frankenstein-ian cine-monster that both reinvents and pays homage with all the clumsiness and unsightliness of its fabled creature.

Worst of all, Scream 7 doesn’t concoct the sort of ludicrous denouement that has always been these movies’ signature, instead delivering perhaps the most deflating conclusion in the series’ three-decade history. That alone should indicate that Ghostface has lost his luster and should withdraw to the Horror Hall of Fame where he deserves to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Freddy, Jason, and the rest of the genre’s genuine icons.

An uplifting portrait of the possibility of rebirth—even for the most famous person on Earth.

A superb companion piece to the director’s 2022 biopic Elvis, it’s a feat of showmanship both by Presley on stage and Luhrmann behind the camera.