Peter Travers

I think you’ll love John Early as a dishwasher who becomes a bulimic food influencer. I know I did.

The queer horror of this spellbinder isn’t new, but it hits a raw nerve in this time of a new resistance to LGBTQ rights. Aussie director Adrian Chiarella mixes horror and homophobia into a trenchant social commentary that needs to be heard.

Hugh Jackman digs deep into the role of the oldest, most broken Robin Hood ever. Gifted director Michael Sarnoski delivers a dour experience not for those expecting a madcap romp to help them forget their troubles and just get happy.

Cowgirl Jessie (love her!), with help from Taylor Swift, joins Woody and Buzz in a heartfelt plea for toys you can take home and love and not just on your iPad.

This raucous runaway choo-choo comedy starring RuPaul as the POTUS we need right now is perfect fun for Pride month. Even when the jokes miss more than land, this fan valentine never laughs at the drag queens, always with them. And that counts.

Here is the martial arts movie for people who don’t like martial arts movies. Prepare to be wowed.

Emily Blunt amazes in a new Steven Spielberg alien close encounter that probes his classic earlier work without deepening it. Lucky for us, the master still hasn’t forgotten how to deliver full-body chills that knock you sideways.

Hammer another nail in the romcom coffin as Brett Goldstein adds a touch of Roy Kent macho to a straight-to-Netflix Jennifer Lopez romcom that can’t handle the heat. A fresh idea here would die of loneliness.

A better than it should be reboot of a 1980s relic that still falls far short of deserving a hero’s welcome, though He-Man Nicholas Galitzine and scary Skeletor Jared Leto add just the right tone of mocking irreverence.

Even at a tiny fraction of their laugh power, it’s good to have the Wayans bros back spoofing horror movies, but would it be asking too much if the hit-and-miss jokes could maybe nudge an inch beyond the obvious?

You’ll be screaming and climbing the walls with Renate Reinsve and Chiwetel Ejiofer in this claustrophobic, let-me-outta-here groundbreaker from 20-year-old director Kane Parsons. This dude is diabolical.

Climate patterns are everything in this D-Day war drama with weatherman Andrew Scott stealing scenes from POTUS Brendan Fraser. Is it “the ‘Saving Private Ryan’ of meteorology” or a “dad movie” likely to induce dozing. You decide.

Standup’s comedy king of clean Nate Bargatze riffs on Mr. Mom for his screen acting debut. He deserves better than this phoned-in excuse for family fun. So do audiences.

Paul Rudd and Nick Jonas sing and act their hearts out in this ode to the power of music. But I can’t help thinking there’s a thornier, more emotionally raw movie hiding under the crowdpleasing surface of this one.

Allison Janney and Andrew Rannells share prickly laughs in this way-too-talky HBO dramedy, but it’s their emotional connection as two grieving strangers that sneaks up and gets you.

The gifted John Krasinski can do anything, except turn the livewire CIA operative he played for four TV seasons into something other than a pale shadow of his former self trying to pass muster in an ill-conceived two-hour movie.

In a minor crime thriller that pays major dividends in humor, heart and sweet music,rising Brit newcomer Leo Woodall pairs up with all-timer Dustin Hoffman as piano tuners turned small time crooks and their teamwork is an unalloyed, unexpected pleasure.

It’s Keke Palmer vs Demi Moore in a fashion smackdown from radically funny director Boots Riley who steals laughs from places you never thought you’d find them.

This one-shot movie of a scrapped Disney TV series slides by on the indisputable sweetness of Baby Yoda and Pedro Pascal as his helmet-head daddy. The rest is faking it.

Charlize Theron gives everything she’s got to a survival thriller right out of the cliché spin cycle, but there’s no contest when she pits herself against a raging Mother Nature and Taron Egerton’s psycho cannibal killer. They never had a chance.

A sexy, snappy Eiza Gonzáles steals the show from costars Jake Gyllenhaal and Henry Cavill, but this Guy Ritchie mission impossible is not that bad, just generically, disposably ordinary, a good way to kill time while nodding off on a flyover.

It’s Russian history for dummies, but a never better Jude Law paints a portrait of Putin as a young tyrant that rings thrillingly, scarily true, as does Paul Dano as the dangerous puppeteer who trains him.

In this fiery revenge thriller from debuting director Aleshea Harris, twin sisters plot to kill the monster daddy (Sterling K. Brown) who burned their house down. There’s no way to take your eyes off what’s on screen. No way in hell.

Have I got a movie for you—a next gen Fatal Attraction that turns dating into a bloody horror show, makes a star out of Inde Navarrette, and announces newbie filmmaker Curry Barker as the most perversely fierce and funny voice in erotic thrillers since Brian De Palma .

It’s a delicious irony that emo queen Billie Eilish and blockbuster king of the world James Cameron have teamed up to go small on the most massive screen imaginable, in 3D yet. I couldn’t have liked it more.

Sally Field mothers a talking octopus in a shameless tearjerker that doesn’t shy away from eye-rolling cliches but may just be the empathy booster we all need right now.

Hugh Jackman shepherds a tale of sheep crimesolvers that tickles the funnybone, touches the heart and just may end up as the summer’s sweetest surprise.

Jokester Karl Urban leads a cast of battling gamer brawlers against a plot that doesn’t exist. No matter. All you need to love it is blind devotion