The Globe and Mail (Toronto)

In comparison to Lucas and Moore’s 2016 film Bad Moms, Spa Weekend sees an improvement on the moms-gone-wild idea. Unlike its counterpart, Spa Weekend takes advantage of the comedic stylings of its leading performers, granting them each the ability to excel in their own singular ways.

The real magic in The Magic Faraway Tree is in the family dynamic that leads up to the kids finding this enchanted place. The parents, played by the wonderfully animated and warm Claire Foy and Andrew Garfield, try to ward off anxieties rooted in modern tech and connect with their children.

Mutiny is Statham’s second feature this calendar year, following January’s Shelter, to feel rather half-cocked.

The challenge the doc tasks itself with meeting, then, is whether it can compel audiences of any political background to listen to and genuinely consider all of the doctors’ testimonies without prematurely writing them off. On this point, I can imagine few viewers making it through the other side of the film unmoved.

Whatever cinematic influences helped get Mitchell find his way to Oak Street, though, there is no denying the filmmaker’s zest for keeping things as efficient and entertaining as possible.

Patterson’s film is pretty much the same, a cinematic buffet of all-you-can-eat incongruity that adds up to one tasty dish. At once a toe-tapping musical, a Gothic whodunnit, a jaw-dropping dark comedy and a hardboiled revenge flick, The Rivals of Amziah King is a Southern-fried delight, without ever being self-indulgently gluttonous.

There is a patience and commitment on display from Kurosawa that requires an equal investment and energy from his audience. But it also doesn’t take much to fully give in to this intricately constructed world of vengeance and mercy, order and dishonour. Sit down, and embrace the mystery.

All the wasted breath on One Night Only’s high-concept premise takes away from the romcom of it all and gives back nothing in return.

A delightful documentary.

Sunset Boulevard filtered through the gore-slicked haze of a hundred cheapo slasher flicks, Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma is a movie that constantly reassures the hardcore movie-lovers out there that there is little that matters in life other than, well, movies.