Shawn Levy’s latest collaboration with Ryan Reynolds is not an irreverent mockery of Marvel, but a redressing of what to expect from multiverse gruel.

Opposition to authority in Peter Weir’s coming-of-age dramedy consists of the kind of life advice that should remain on Hallmark cards.

Miyazaki’s reckoning with beauty and fascism is depicted with more depth in this documentary than his own The Wind Rises.

Kubrick’s canonized magnum opus spells great and terrible things for the future humanity is building for itself.

The Coens portray various forms of disingenuous malice within the American entertainment industry through two powerhouse lead performances.

Sound and dimension are used to their fullest extent to disorient Monsieur Hulot, as well as the audience, in the intricate metropolis of this macroscopic comedy.

Through astounding spectacle, Terry Gilliam projects his truly original, dystopian nightmares to the screen.

You have no reason to see this ugly and deeply uncomfortable mistake of a film.

All is not lost in a world where Aardman hangs onto its status as a wholly original animation house that gets to make shorts like this.