David Robert Mitchell returns with a vapid creature feature. An original concept and a strong cast can't rescue The End of Oak Street from lazy writing and a finale that undercuts everything before it.

One viewing only: a tepid rom-com with an intriguing premise. Monica Barbaro carries what she can, but Will Gluck's rom-com squanders a genuinely clever setup on generic dialogue and muddled stakes.

A solid Spidey entry, buried under continuity. Tom Holland remains the definitive screen Spider-Man, but thirty-eight films deep, the MCU's obligations increasingly crowd out the story actually being told.

A nearly great adaptation, missing its final gear. Christopher Nolan's The Odyssey is convincing, absorbing, and beautifully crafted, though it falls just short of standing alongside his very best work.

Disney reheats another classic, and it shows. This live-action Moana is a nearly shot-for-shot recreation that dilutes everything that made the 2016 original special, with only Catherine Laga'aia's charisma keeping it afloat.

A Hollywood love letter that actually earns its bananas. Pierre Coffin sends the Minions to 1920s Hollywood and delivers the best entry in the franchise since the first Despicable Me.