In 2018, Delia Owens’ best-selling novel “Where the Crawdads Sing” was all the rage, in part due to a controversy involving its author. Owens, an ex-resident of Africa, is reportedly still wanted for questioning for the 1995 killing of an elephant poacher.
“The Black Phone,” based on a disturbing short story, marks another frightening feather in the cap of director Scott Derrickson.
When the aliens finally invade, they will find the vestiges of our Minions-based civilization and wonder just what the hell happened here. Having lived through it, I could not possibly begin to explain just how these hot dog-shaped, banana-hued, gibberish-speaking overlords came to infiltrate our culture at every level, storming onto screens big and small, emblazoned onto merchandise, looming large on inflatable statuary, haunting our nightmares.
Let’s cut to the chase: The new biopic “Elvis” is worthwhile, foremost for Austin Butler’s genuine and charismatic portrayal of rock ‘n’ roll king Elvis Presley.
Set along the Massachusetts coast on fictional Cousins Beach, “The Summer I Turned Pretty” is an average coming-of-age story involving a young lady’s ups and downs.
Approximately three decades after Steven Spielberg’s eye-popping “Jurassic Park,” the franchise appears far from extinction.
“Crimes of the Future” marks David Cronenberg’s latest body-horror movie and his first feature since 2014’s underwhelming “Maps to the Stars.”