Ghostbusters lights em’ up
A blast with barbs for gender politics snuck in-between big laughs.
A blast with barbs for gender politics snuck in-between big laughs.
Unashamedly goofy and sincere with its absurdity.
A submissive digital splat.
Exquisitely encapsulates the struggle between adolescence and maturity with wide-eyed apprehension.
A crime tale that leaves the screwball comedy bruised and bloody with a retro reinvention of sorts.
An extreme reminder of our status as savages in suits.
Goes through an identity crisis while suffering the hubris of assuming superhero movies are too big to fail.
Quicker than you can say ‘Jesus, Mary and Joseph’ you’re in the thick of an old parenting allegory.
Good job, Marvel.
A goofy family reunion.
Forces you to confront your skepticism and be swept away by special kind of cinematic enchantment again.
Disjointed, numbing and spectacular with its intemperance.