A movie that somehow makes the 2009 housing market collapse feel both horrifying and weirdly hilarious.
A movie that made sitting in a theater feel halfway between watching a biopic and attending a Michael Jackson concert.
A movie so loud it occasionally felt like the jump scares were targeting my eardrums personally.
The rare book adaptation where my main complaint is simply, “there should have been even more octopus.”
A movie that somehow makes the birth of modern comedy look both wildly influential and like a complete HR nightmare.
A heist movie where the biggest steal is how this cast somehow makes chaos feel like a perfectly good plan.
A moody Irish horror where Adam Scott proves that yes, even your favorite sitcom guy can absolutely handle the creepy stuff.
I can’t believe this is a real sentence, but there is an incredible moose.
A science teacher wakes up on a spaceship with no memory of how he got there, discovers he’s supposed to save the world, and along the way makes an unexpected friend who believes in him more than he believes in himself.
When a college student realizes nobody’s listening to her arguments about saving a forest, she hijacks a robotic beaver to show them instead.