While Venom: The Last Dance can’t quite save Sony’s universe, it is still leaps and bounds ahead of some of its other entries.

Overall, Terrifier 3 proves that a little Yuletide seasoning and some punchy editing go a long way to finally giving Art the film he clearly deserves, a raucous and thoroughly cruel slasher fiesta that's sure to be a Halloween season hit.

Super/Man is a remarkably grounded and thoughtful profile of a man whom we all believed could fly – and maybe we still do.

It's interesting that for all the film's grappling with Arthur's identity crisis, Folie à Deux winds up having one of its own

SK Dale’s direct-to-streaming suckfest Subservience, […] dares to ask the brave question “what if we made the robot… sexy?”

With strong performances, and a compelling narrative that deviates just enough from the original, Speak No Evil is worth a hearty recommendation for fans of the genre.

It's hard to say how the film will be received by audiences now, but it is sure to have an impact.

From my formerly substantial experience with the Transformers fandom I can say that this will please them, and whether you choose to interpret that as an indictment on them is up to you!

If you’re going to see one animated robot film this spring, check out The Wild Robot.

The best part of the screening was the little black cupcakes that were handed out outside the cinema afterwards, almost like a little treat for slugging through the disappointment that was this movie. 

Through the Summer of 1991 in rural Massachusetts, the unapologetic yet awkward 11-year-old Lacy (newcomer Zoe Ziegler) is entrenched in the captivating orbit of her mother Janet (Julianne Nicholson).

A quietly ambitious work sure to attract allegations of pretension, Raven Jackson swings big in All Dirt Roads Taste of Salt.

With complex, figurative ideas, eccentric leading performances, and a tense atmosphere, Cuckoo leads with promise.

All in all, Alien Romulus is a worthy - if conflicting - addition to the franchise.

This film is a functional enough directorial start for Kravitz, but Blink Twice could have used a little more time in the oven.

Emerging from the festival circuit in all its adrenalised glory, Strange Darling is a nightmarishly visceral masterclass in subversion which keeps you on your toes from the get-go.

It’d be easy to label Abiding Nowhere as tranquil and meditative, as it certainly is, but I still see so much of Ming-liang’s earlier passion present in the form of this late-stage mellowness.

Director Jane Schoenbrun impresses with I Saw The TV Glow - a horror flick which is only half-scary but full heartbreaking.

I think whatever qualms I have towards Grand Theft Hamlet’s artificial attempts at a heart-to-heart are outweighed by how organically and hilariously human the majority of the film is.

Whilst applaudable in its attempt to meld lycanthropy with modern-day political concerns, Blackout is a poignant character study hampered by heavy-handed exposition which renders its bark worse than its bite.