If you like action, then you’re going to have fun, but this is by no means a perfect movie and doesn’t stack well against old-school MCU (everything up to phase three). Its weakness lies in the by-the-book story and does nothing to overcome the superhero fatigue we’ve been feeling for a while.

Screenplays like A Dark Place only get made because they’re familiar. They present intrigue and drama in a way that doesn’t challenge the audience but reinforces their belief of what a movie like this should be. This conformist methodology might make the movie palatable—and marketable—but it doesn’t make it any good.

In Created Equal, Justice Clarence Thomas and his wife Virginia tell his life story using over 30 hours of interview time, personal photos, and archival news footage and does not shy away from the big moments of his life.

Every glimpse behind the curtain brings new meaning to your favorite songs. You discover how intimate and personal this album is for Sheeran and how much it means to his family. After watching Songwriter, you will listen to Divide with a newfound perspective that makes each song sound even better than it did before.

The chemistry between McCarthy and Cannavale is great. I could see an entire, more traditional rom-com starring the two of them.

Cinderella fails spectacularly on just about every level.

Sophomoric silliness.

I expected to see the triumphant return of my childhood favorites, yet I feel like this wasn't the answer.

Shabbily structured, with barely any tension, characterization, scares, or thematic depth, Consecration, due to its utter lack of inspiration, loses the audience’s concentration within minutes, and may even lead to constipation (okay, maybe not the last part, but you get my drift).

While this is far from an avant-garde, ingenious flick, it uses a dependable formula that’ll definitely deliver.

The plot, characters, story and dialogue were all secondary -– or lower. With this in mind, Torque really wasn't that bad. In fact, with this in mind, Torque was actually pretty good.

This is high-octane fun that you would do well to check out in theaters.

While I could probably spend an entire weekend watching Milla twirl her kukris, it's obvious from the rather lazy pacing that Anderson is growing increasingly self-indulgent with his creation.

I'm a sucker for so-called "mockumentaries." They're charming, usually outlandish, and you never have to worry if anyone is getting exploited. NBT is no exception.

All Mr. Woodcock gives us is mediocre comedy at its finest.

Thanks to strong characters, a great cast, and one bonkers-in-the-best-way finale, the film is sure to please undiscerning fans that just want to have a bit of cool-looking fun for an evening.

It sadly really never lives up to the potential and excellence it's really capable of.

For a while, the film’s elegant art-horror vibe is quite compelling, leaving the ancient secret societies and demonic entities that it hints at tantalizingly off-screen and just out of Rose’s grasp. Unfortunately, though, the film begins to stumble late in its second act, its well set-up mystery devolving into a contrived sort of video-game logic.

A stupid summer movie.

The facts and ideas presented within definitely make a strong case for something whacky going on out there that's far beyond our control.

As much fun as I had with this film, and many others will have with it for years to come, Citizen Toxie is definitely an acquired taste.

Director Jay Roach continues his regrettable "Austin Powers" habit of beating the same shtick to death until nothing of comedy value remains.

Red Sonja is classic high adventure that earns the gold in its pocket by spilling blood the way that only a woman can.

It is a straightforward narrative of racism where one man’s courage and refusal to give up provides an outlet for success and reform.

The story's no great shakes here. However, the power of this film lies in the sexual tension boiling between the characters and that makes for a great date movie.

The film is creepy, I'll give it that, but it also has that smalltown, dramatic bend.

There was a movie called “My Bodyguard” about the new kid in high school who hires the sullen loner to protect him from a bully. That was good. Drillbit Taylor is shit but, hey, I’m in Judd Apatow’s Hollywood.

A must for any true rock aficionado.