Despite a typically first-rate lead performance from Sir Ian McKellen, Anand Tucker’s The Critic fails to resonate.

Tim Burton’s sequel is about as much fun as a cash grab can get.

Yorgos Lanthimos’ unusual triptych is a pale, experimentalist accompaniment to his best work.

Zoe Kravitz’s debut feature is a deft, if somewhat conventional, critique of patriarchal society and its effects on female autonomy.

Joachim Rønning’s bland recounting of Gertrude Ederle’s heroics is burdened by underdeveloped feminist themes and a frustratingly foreseeable screenplay.

This raucous biopic is one of the most remarkable films of 2024.

Fede Álvarez elects to play the hits in this unoriginal franchise reboot.

Henry Cavill makes a convincing case to be the next James Bond in Guy Ritchie's cheeky WWII caper.

Apple's star-studded heist comedy is as generic as processed cheese.

M. Night Shyamalan’s latest is a serial killer thriller devoid of thrills or surprises.

Despite its franchise limitations, Arkasha Stevenson’s prequel is an efficient and frequently frightening affair.

Jodie Comer is a tour de force in Mahalia Belo’s timely environmental allegory.

Although there are moments where Twisters is a lot of fun, it is mostly a staggeringly stupid affair that asks you to leave all logic and reasoning at the door.

Erica Tremblay’s feature debut is a tender and thought-provoking story about the everyday injustices endured by Native Americans.

This highly regulated documentary is light on analysis but works well enough as a PR exercise.

Osgood Perkins’ much-hyped serial killer flick is a victim of the expectations that have become synonymous with ‘elevated horror’.

Despite the best efforts of Lupita Nyong'o, this unfrightening prequel fails to match the quality of its predecessors.