Reviews

A filmmaker better at fun than social commentary struggles to mine much about the public’s susceptibility to suffering as entertainment.

Gets under your skin and stays there.

Wrong for the moment and no deeper than a T-shirt reading “Children are our future.”

A study of artistic connection and disconnection, swoony and old-fashioned but also plenty modern in its loneliness.

Too much like (the far, far inferior) “One True Loves” goes to “The Good Place.”

Confrontational yet generous, swoonable yet deep, which is something you can say about hardly anything anymore.

“The Rip” is nothing you haven’t seen before, and you won’t care.

A funny, mildly challenging and darkly uplifting movie containing both recline and hunger.

It would be unfair to call “Hamnet” one-note, because it hits two: “Shhhhh” and “AHHHHHHHHH!”

A restless conveyor belt, always in forward motion without any suggestion that there will be much relief.

Rarely has the micro and macro blended so seamlessly.

Some years just aren’t good movie years, and 2025 was one of ‘em. Fortunately, there’s enough to make for a solid top 10, one that feels personal.

Gives the impression of substance without providing any.

So desperate to be cleansing it doesn’t realize it’s actually ointment, oily and only a mask for scars.

Roughly just as bad as “Dominion” but in different ways.

Like an appalling first date, this movie smugly declares itself smart and funny and then delivers all evidence to the contrary.

Barely wagering anything at all.

Thanks for the reminder that “Crimson Tide” rules.

Offbeat even when familiar, with enough quirks without being quirky, to just barely get over the line even as it struggles to reach 83 minutes.

It’s an incredible and incredibly rare problem to be laughing so hard that you miss the next jokes a movie delivers before you calm down.