
John Leguizamo’s salute to the high school chess team that could (and did) is the kind of compact, inspirational and entertaining film that used to find an audience. I hope it still can.

Perhaps there was a time when this very old fashioned romance could have been viewed as, I don’t know, sweet?

Tom Hanks’ newest aches to be on the big screen. But, the world being what it is, this more condensed wanna-be World War II naval epic still stirs.

If you’re looking for a hero, look no further than John Lewis, the non-violent activist who walked the walk with Martin Luther King, Jr, led legislative action on civil and voting rights, and who, we discover, cuts a mean rug when the song “Happy” starts to play.

Lin Manuel Miranda’s brilliant musical, with this intimate and often thrilling film presentation, bows again as the gift that keeps on giving.

I am a Pete Davidson fan. And in their heartfelt collaboration, Judd Apatow almost figures out how to make him a star.

Spike Lee’s Vietnam stunner would have been hard to shake at any time, but, at this very moment, it feels not just prescient, but essential.

At its best, this very dramatic horror tale reminds us of the dynamic at play in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf. But this insidious manipulation whirls around what may or may not be a somewhat true story, of when renowned horror writer Shirley Jackson wrote her masterwork, The Haunting of Hill House.

Honestly, could this bittersweet sendoff have shown up at a better time? Even if you haven’t traveled with Rob Brydon and Steve Coogan in their (to me, anyway) beloved series before, who wouldn’t want to just gaze at the Aegean and virtually sip some ouzo right about now?