Starring: Will Forte, Lana Condor and John Cena
Directed by: Dave Green
Rated: PG
Running Time: 103 minutes
Ketchup Entertainment

Our Score: 3.5 out of 5 Stars

It’s kind of wild that there have been fewer than half a dozen original Looney Tunes feature films. Even stranger is that one of them almost became a movie nobody was allowed to see. Warner Bros. famously shelved “Coyote vs. Acme” (and other films I want to see) as part of a tax write-off before backlash eventually helped the film find a new home with Ketchup Entertainment. That’s an especially ironic fate for a movie about a beloved cartoon character taking on the giant corporation that has spent decades selling him defective products. So, after everything it took to get here, should “Coyote vs. Acme” have been given life?

“Coyote vs. Acme” is simple enough. After decades of failed attempts to catch the Road Runner with equally failed Acme products, Wile E. Coyote hatches his first live-action plan to catch his edible nemesis: hire a lawyer. Coyote heads to Albuquerque (I guess the Road Runner/Coyote hijinks have been happening in New Mexico all this time?) to hire TV and billboard lawyer Kevin Avery (Will Forte), known for securing chump-change settlements for cartoons harmed or maimed by Acme products. Coyote is dreaming bigger. As possibly the single greatest victim of Acme’s questionable quality control, he wants a high-profile lawsuit against the company responsible for decades of rockets, dynamite, giant magnets, spring-loaded contraptions and countless other catastrophes. It’s the Looney Tunes equivalent of David vs. Goliath.

We quickly learn that Acme is like any contemporary conglomerate. It produces smartphones, energy, toiletries, makeup, food and, of course, rocket skates. Everyone, from Coyote to Avery to the average person walking around this “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?”-esque world, seems to know the company is terrible. It’s obviously involved in illegal activities, has politicians in its pocket and doesn’t appear to have anyone’s best interests at heart. That’s why, despite all the cartoon hijinks, the ideas behind “Coyote vs. Acme” feel surprisingly pertinent. A massive corporation can screw over the little guy repeatedly, and eventually that little guy may wonder if getting flattened by an anvil was actually his fault.

Avery understands that frustration. He aspires to be a great lawyer, but believes the system has never given him much of a chance to prove it. Coyote has spent his life believing the Acme system is similarly rigged against him. Their mutual frustration gradually turns them from attorney and client into two lovable losers who recognize something of themselves in each other. It’s also why Forte is such perfect casting. He can play off absurdity like a classically trained clown while somehow eliciting genuine sympathy for a loser. That’s an essential skill when your primary scene partner is an animated coyote who doesn’t talk.

John Cena similarly understands the assignment as Acme’s attorney. He has terrific comedic timing and plays the increasingly ridiculous proceedings with almost complete sincerity. At times, it feels like Forte, Cena and the other human actors were handed a serious courtroom drama script and nobody bothered to tell them their clients were Saturday morning cartoons. Lana Condor is unfortunately given less to work with as Avery’s legal assistant, functioning too often as the character responsible for pushing everyone toward whatever the plot needs to do next.

Thankfully, not everything is serious. God no. Coyote continues finding increasingly terrible ways to use Acme products. The writers pepper the movie with clever one-liners, wordplay and blink-and-you’ll-miss-it sight gags. Anyone who grew up watching Looney Tunes is also rewarded with appearances and twists involving Tweety Bird, Sylvester, Taz, Foghorn Leghorn and others.

That nostalgia generally works because “Coyote vs. Acme” understands the characters rather than simply parading them across the screen for recognition. The cartoon physics remain intact even when the characters enter the human world. Coyote can still endure physical trauma that would reduce Will Forte to a fine red mist, shake it off and move on to his next terrible idea. But that creates one of the film’s biggest problems.

Looney Tunes cartoons never really needed consequences. Wile E. Coyote can fall off a cliff because his failure is the punchline. A 103-minute feature needs character arcs, escalating stakes, emotional investment and some reason to care about what happens when the credits roll. “Coyote vs. Acme” mostly succeeds at stretching that formula to feature length, but you can occasionally feel it stretching. The movie runs a little too long, sometimes treats its central conflict more seriously than necessary and struggles to convince us there are genuinely dire consequences awaiting characters who have spent generations surviving explosions, falls and industrial accidents.

Some of its humor also assumes familiarity with characters whose cultural ubiquity isn’t what it was 33 years ago when I was plopped in front of a TV. Younger viewers can certainly enjoy the cartoon mayhem, but longtime Looney Tunes fans are going to get substantially more out of the references, cameos and twists on familiar characters.

Still, the nostalgia and social satire make “Coyote vs. Acme” refreshing. It doesn’t merely ask us to remember loving these characters as children. It takes the ridiculous logic we accepted as kids and filters it through adult frustrations involving corporations, lawyers, bureaucracy and the uncomfortable realization that maybe the company selling you defective rocket skates bears some responsibility for the resulting crater. And then reality made the joke even better.

Wile E. Coyote spends “Coyote vs. Acme” fighting a giant corporation that decided he was disposable. Then “Coyote vs. Acme” had to survive a giant corporation that decided it was disposable. After everything Warner Bros., Acme and the laws of physics have thrown at him over the past 75 years, somehow the Coyote survived again.

Starring: Paul Walker, Vin Diesel and Michelle Rodriguez
Directed by: Rob Cohen
Rated: PG-13
Running Time: 107 minutes
Universal Pictures

Film Score: 4 out of 5 Stars
4K Score: 5 out of 5 Stars

I still remember where I was when I first watched 2001’s “The Fast and the Furious.” It’s not necessarily because the movie is iconic. It’s because when you’re on a four-hour class trip to St. Louis in an era before smartphones or even portable DVD players, you watch whatever movie they put on the bus. One for the girls, “Legally Blonde,” and one for the boys, the aforementioned film. For an impressionable teenager who couldn’t even drive yet, it left an impression. 25 years later, it still does.

If you’ve only watched the franchise films released over the past decade, you might be surprised by just how different the original “The Fast and the Furious” is. LAPD Officer Brian O’Conner (Paul Walker) goes undercover to investigate a heist crew using modified Honda Civics to hijack trucks. It’s there he meets Dom (Vin Diesel), Letty (Michelle Rodriguez), Mia (Jordana Brewster) and others who would eventually become staples of the franchise.

The evolution of the series is bizarre. Watching the original today almost feels like watching an entirely different franchise. It’s a gritty action film that owes more to “Point Break” than the globe-trotting blockbusters that followed, but instead of breaking waves, speed limits are obliterated and cars are nearly demolished in some breathtaking stunts that still hold up in 2026. The modern films are bloated with CGI, speeches about family and increasingly absurd action sequences, almost becoming parodies of their former selves. That being said, I still highly enjoy the franchise for what it has become.

What makes “The Fast and the Furious” special 25 years later is how increasingly rare this kind of car movie feels. Films like 2003’s “The Italian Job” and Edgar Wright’s “Baby Driver” have captured some of that same thrill, where the cars aren’t simply transportation between action scenes—they’re integral to the action itself. There’s something tangible about watching these machines speed through streets, scrape against pavement and occasionally get completely destroyed.

That’s what elevates “The Fast and the Furious” to near-classic status for me. Studios don’t seem nearly as willing to take chances on relatively grounded car-action movies like this anymore. Maybe someday the genre will come roaring back. Until then, “The Fast and the Furious” remains a fascinating reminder of what this franchise used to be.

4K Review

EW 4K Master of the Film

Dolby Vision/HDR Presentation of the Film

Dolby Atmos Audio Track

Riding a Legacy: 25 Years of Fast: Cast and crew reflect on the past two and a half decades.

Deleted Scenes: There are about nine deleted and extended scenes in this feature.

The Making of “The Fast and the Furious”: Cast and crew discuss the making of this film.

More Than Furious: An alternate ending.

Hot Off the Street: Extra scenes.

Dom’s Charger: A look at Dom’s Charger featured in the film.

Quarter Mile at a Time: A historic look at street racing.

Tricking Out a Hot Import Car: A technical advisor on the film discusses cars.

Multiple Camera Angle – Stunt Sequence

Movie Magic Interactive – Special Effects

Featurette on Editing for the MPAA

Visual Effects Montage

Storyboard-to-Final Feature Comparison

Ja Rule “Furious” Music Video

Speed News Wrap

Feature Audio Commentary with Director Rob Cohen

Starring: Hannah Einbinder, Gillian Anderson and Jack Haven
Directed by: Jane Schoenbrun
Rated: R
Running Time: 112 minutes
Mubi

Our Score: 4.5 out of 5 Stars

What can you say about a meta film that mocks its own meta nature, points out when it’s being meta, and then features a film within the film that’s also being meta? I might as well get all the metas out of the way because it’s the perfect word to describe “Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma.” It’s also a winking love letter to the slasher genre, an intentionally campy comedy, a self-reflective dunk on the clashes between studios and artists, and it’s all wrapped up in a coming-of-age sex story. It’s a lot to unpack. Even if it doesn’t scare you or make you wince, it’ll stick like blood-red gum in your brain.

Up-and-coming filmmaker Kris (Hannah Einbinder) is tasked with rebooting, remaking, reimagining, or whatever we’re calling it these days, the in-film slasher franchise “Camp Miasma,” featuring the aptly named serial killer Little Death. That’s not the first on-the-nose nod to the sexually charged nature of the film, and it certainly isn’t the last.

Kris loves the much-maligned franchise, including the sequels everyone else seems perfectly comfortable dismissing as garbage. That obsession leads her to Billy (Gillian Anderson), the original final girl of “Camp Miasma.” Billy left the franchise behind professionally, but never quite escaped it personally, now living at the resort camp where the original film was shot. Kris traverses mountains and enough snow to wander into “The Shining” just to meet the mysterious recluse.

Obvious sparks fly, but something more interesting is happening beneath their witchy flirting and academic debates over sex, LGBTQ+ themes, misogyny, murder and horror. Kris and Billy are almost the Mulder and Scully of slasher analysis. They can stare at the same thing from completely different perspectives while still loving what they’re looking at. Kris intellectualizes the hell out of “Camp Miasma,” but never seems to get closer to understanding why it speaks to her. Billy is more mature and comfortable with those ideas, but she’s also spent years isolated from the genre, the industry and much of society itself. Billy helps Kris understand something about herself beyond all the analysis, while Kris reminds Billy why something inherently silly can still be incredibly important.

Maybe that’s what loving movies is. Kris doesn’t pretend every “Camp Miasma” sequel is some misunderstood masterpiece. She sees the bad CGI, ridiculous violence, terrible music and all the other reasons someone might dismiss a crappy sequel. She just sees something beyond those things that still connects her to what she loved in the first place.

I get it. There was a time when I thought “Seed of Chucky” was awful. Now that I’m older, have watched thousands more movies and am hopefully at least marginally wiser, I appreciate it far more than I did then. “Seed of Chucky” didn’t change. I did.

Much like director Jane Schoenbrun’s prior films, “I Saw the TV Glow” and “We’re All Going to the World’s Fair,” what’s beneath the surface is what “Camp Miasma” is really about. Schoenbrun leaves enough interpretive space that people will walk away with wildly different readings, and the movie almost seems to welcome the disagreement like a stand-up comedian waiting for someone in the audience to heckle them.

My biggest takeaway is the thin line between sex and horror, something the genre has been exploring forever. Horror has long turned desire, bodies, penetration, shame, pleasure, pain and vulnerability into sources of terror. “Hellraiser” practically built a mythology out of kink. Slashers spent decades turning virginity and sex into matters of life and death. “Teeth” made sexual anxiety horrifyingly physical. “Camp Miasma” knows that history and gleefully screws around with it.

Einbinder lives and breathes Kris, making a character who could easily become exhausting feel vulnerable, funny and increasingly unhinged. When we meet her, she’s neurotic and desperate to explain what these movies mean. Once she encounters Billy, that shell begins to crack. She becomes wilder, more vulnerable and even more verbose, sometimes pointing out the very tropes the movie she’s currently occupying is using.

Anderson initially plays Billy like another mystery Kris needs to solve. She speaks with the confidence of a Southern Socrates, seemingly possessing an answer for everything while revealing almost nothing about herself. Only after Kris gets through does Anderson allow the vulnerabilities, fears and passions underneath to emerge. The more they open themselves to one another, the more we understand what “Camp Miasma” itself is doing.

I don’t really view Schoenbrun’s films as horror as much as theses on life written using the language of horror. “Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma” may be the filmmaker’s most playful version of that idea yet, accessible enough for a regular audience to enjoy the sex, blood, comedy and absurdity while allowing crazier fanatics to dig endlessly through everything underneath. And boy, does this film have a nostalgic, fresh style to dig into. Painted backgrounds give way to establishing shots that could make Wes Anderson scribble a few notes, while moments of fantastical sexuality spill across the screen through CGI and practical effects. Even the fountains of blood look like Rorschach splatter art.

There’s a certain mix of Edgar Wright and Quentin Tarantino in the film’s pure cinephile energy. “Camp Miasma” borders on parody at times, but its constant genre-mixing keeps its head above water. At 112 minutes, it does begin to drag in spots, and I’ll maintain that any horror movie crossing the 100-minute mark better have a damn good reason for doing so. “Camp Miasma” mostly does. Mostly. Shave five or 10 minutes off and I might not have noticed at all. The soundtrack certainly helps, creating moments of unexpected joy even when Little Death finally starts killing. There’s something bizarrely beautiful about watching a speaker-boxed killer go on a rampage while melancholy alternative rock muffles the screams and sounds of blades hitting flesh. It’s possibly one of my favorite scenes of the year, right alongside Ralph Fiennes dancing like a madman to Iron Maiden in “28 Years Later: The Bone Temple.”

At a certain point, I wondered whether “Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma” was a great horror movie or simply a great movie. By the end, I’m not sure the distinction matters. The film plays out like a self-fulfilling prophecy about how good and bad movies alike can occupy special places in our lives. They shape us, mold us and sometimes wait years for us to become the person capable of seeing something in them we couldn’t see before.

Maybe “Camp Miasma” is trash. Maybe it’s art. Maybe it’s both. Kris can spend her entire life trying to figure out what those movies are saying to her. Billy can spend hers trying to understand why they still matter. And idiots like me can write thousands of words trying to explain why a movie about people talking about another movie made us feel something.

But sometimes what a movie says matters less than why we needed to hear it. The movie doesn’t necessarily change. We do.

Starring: Dominic Sessa, Antonio Banderas and Emilia Jones
Directed by: Matt Johnson
Rated: R
Running Time: 106 minutes
A24

Our Score: 4 out of 5 Stars

It felt like only a matter of time before Hollywood churned out a biopic about the bad boy of the culinary world, Anthony Bourdain. Although, even that description feels inadequate. Chef. Writer. TV host. Traveler. Bourdain became one of those people who was difficult to define by a single job title because his greatest talent may have simply been his curiosity about other people.

He treated street food and Michelin-star restaurants with the same reverence, respecting the passion of whoever put the plate in front of him. Bourdain could be larger than life without making anyone around him feel smaller. So, a biographical film would certainly be able to encapsulate the magic of that persona, right? Well, “Tony” isn’t particularly interested in doing that.  

Set during the summer of 1979, “Tony” introduces us to a young Anthony Bourdain, or Tony (Dominic Sessa), as he tells everyone to call him. He aspires to be a writer. The only problem is, he really isn’t. We never see him write, he fails to secure a much-needed writing fellowship, and he seems more preoccupied with what’s going on in Nancy’s (Emilia Jones) pants than putting pen to paper.

Lost in life and seemingly without focus, a series of mistakes leads Tony to the Flagship, a lobster roll joint run by a mysterious head chef played by Antonio Banderas. The Flagship is made up of other lost souls and former criminals who take Tony in like a stray. It’s there that a young man who seems destined for greatness begins to realize he isn’t particularly great at anything.

If you’re expecting an eye-opening look at young Anthony Bourdain that fully reveals the man he would eventually become, this ain’t it. But that isn’t necessarily a knock on the movie. While Bourdain eventually became larger than life, he never seemed particularly interested in filling the enormous shoes people handed him. In that regard, he’d probably appreciate the toned-down nature of “Tony.” Strip away the Bourdain name and what remains is a solid, funny and surprisingly universal coming-of-age story about a young man trying on different versions of himself to see which one fits.

Sessa is terrific at portraying that uncertainty. His dialogue frequently represents the false persona Tony wants everyone else to see, while his eyes tell us something completely different. He talks like he’s destined to become the next Ernest Hemingway, but after a while, those declarations begin to sound less like ambition and more like something he’s decided an interesting person should say. Around Nancy, he projects confidence while looking completely out of his depth. In the kitchen, where he claims to have experience, his curiosity slowly betrays just how little he actually knows. Banderas’ chef recognizes all of this almost immediately.

Instead of humiliating Tony for his bullshit, he gives him somewhere safe to fail. Tony says he’s a writer, so the chef asks why he never sees him write. Tony claims to know his way around a kitchen, and the chef clearly knows he doesn’t. He teaches Tony the tools necessary to survive the Flagship, allows him to screw up, corrects him, and waits for him to stop making the same mistakes. More importantly, he recognizes the curiosity building in Tony’s eyes before Tony does. That’s where “Tony” begins to find the Bourdain we recognize.

He’s still not much of a writer. He’s not particularly good at cooking. His attempts at flirting with Nancy are painful enough to occupy half the movie. But Tony watches. He listens. He asks questions. He engages with people without immediately placing himself above them. Gradually, the film reveals that his greatest talent may not be creating something himself, but recognizing passion in someone else.

The relationship with Banderas’ chef beautifully reflects that idea. While the chef helps Tony discover a potential purpose, Tony begins to reignite something the older man has lost in himself. Tony does this with others throughout the film as well. He recognizes passion and elevates it, even when it isn’t his own. That’s the Anthony Bourdain people eventually tuned in to watch on “No Reservations” and read in “Kitchen Confidential.” Bourdain certainly developed a distinct voice as a writer, television host and lover of all things food, but his real gift was frequently knowing when to shut up and let someone else share theirs.

“Tony” doesn’t treat every meal like a prophetic moment leading toward “Kitchen Confidential,” nor does it pretend its young protagonist already possesses the wisdom of the man he’ll eventually become. Sometimes he’s full of shit. Sometimes he’s selfish. Sometimes he’s lost. Most of the time, he doesn’t know what he’s doing. He’s 20-something. Who does?

That’s ultimately both the limitation and charm of “Tony.” I’m not convinced it taught me much about Anthony Bourdain, but I’m convinced it understood something about him. Food found Tony when he needed somewhere to go. Then Tony found food when he finally started paying attention. Neither immediately transformed him into Anthony Bourdain. They simply gave him somewhere to put the person he was already becoming.

Starring: Dakota Gorman, Todd Terry and James Austin Johnson
Directed by: Brock Bodell
Rated: R
Running Time: 91 minutes
Shudder

Our Score: 1.5 out of 5 Stars

Lena (Dakota Gorman) awakens to a trailer park nightmare. She’s alone in the back of a speeding trailer, able to make out little more than the shadows of the surrounding woods as they race down the highway. Various intercoms scattered throughout the trailer project the voice of Clive (Todd Terry), who tells Lena she’s infected after a night of camping and that he’s taking her to a hospital for treatment. That’s basically all we know. 

For a while, that’s thrilling.The claustrophobic setting, Lena’s complete disorientation and an obviously untrustworthy Clive immediately hook you because “Hellcat” could go almost anywhere. Unfortunately, the more we learn, the smaller those possibilities become until the mystery feels about as confined as the trailer itself.

We get moments of exposition revealing that Lena is grieving, Clive is a conspiracy theorist and something supernatural may be happening. The problem is that “Hellcat” telegraphs its eventual reveal so aggressively that figuring it out feels less like solving a mystery and more like waiting for the movie to catch up. Once I understood what kind of story I was watching, I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. It never really does.

The film should hinge on Terry and Gorman’s chemistry, and thankfully, they have it. Gorman does an admirable job making Lena interesting even when “Hellcat” struggles to give her an interesting arc. Terry brings an appropriately unsettling ambiguity to Clive, but the dialogue repeatedly works against both performers. Every other line from Clive seems to reiterate that he’s a good man, while Lena is frequently tasked with delivering exposition between potential escapes that inevitably fail.

That’s especially disappointing because “Hellcat” eventually slides into a supernatural genre with decades of mythology to play with. I don’t need the film to follow established rules or regurgitate what countless movies have done before it. Quite the opposite. I wanted the movie it promised during those opening minutes: something as strange, unpredictable and unique as waking up inside a speeding trailer with absolutely no idea what’s happening.

Instead, the melancholy feels unearned, the mythology underdeveloped and the tension slowly evaporates. A single-location thriller should make every inch of its confinement matter. Every noise outside should create another possibility. Every conversation should change our understanding of who’s in danger and who can be trusted. “Hellcat” gradually does the opposite.

The right pieces are here for a taut, tense and claustrophobic 91 minutes, but “Hellcat” rarely capitalizes on them. The trailer stops feeling like a place filled with terrifying possibilities and simply starts feeling small. Unfortunately, so does the movie.

• SUPERGIRL
• Starring:  Milly Alcock, Eve Ridley and David Cornsweat
• Directed by:  Craig Gillispie
• Rated:  PG 13
• Running time:  1 hr 48 mins
• Warner Bros

Our score:  2.5 out of 5

It was good while it lasted.  The James Gunn-led era at DC Studios started out well last summer with the latest tale of “Superman.”  That filmed ended with a fun teaser featuring Kara Zor-El, better known to comic book fans as Supergirl.  I don’t know what happened between the time they shot the teaser clip and the feature film, but the girl certainly deserves better.

We meet our heroine (Alcock) in the middle of an alcoholic bender.  Since her powers are only activated thanks to the yellow sun of Earth, she has chosen to live on a planet with a red sun, choosing to blend in with the rest of humanity.  She is accompanied by her dog, Krypto and occasionally chats with her cousin, Superman (Cornsweat), looking very uncomfortable, as if they snuck this film into his contract.  Meanwhile, a band of baddies kill the family of a young girl (Ridley), who now swears revenge on Kren, the main villain (Matthias Schoenaerts).  Oh, and Jason Mamoa shows up, but he’s NOT Aquaman.  What a mess.

Though the film tries to remain faithful to the comics (we see how the City of Argo is saved from the destruction of Krypton) more often then not, the filmmakers decided to just ignore important things like the script and plot points and just throw non-stop action at the audience.  The mood is dark, as if the idea was to make a film like “Logan,” but decided half-way through production to go in a different direction.

It’s not the cast’s fault.  Alcock and Ridley have a great big sister/little sister chemistry and Mamoa chews the scenery and spits it out as Lobo.  But, again, it’s Jason Mamoa.  Aquaman.  I don’t know if DC thought that since Robert Downey, Jr is going from playing Iron Man to Dr. Doom led the filmmakers to cast Mamoa, but RDJ is playing complex characters.  Mamoa is basically playing Aquaman on a motorcycle.  It’s as if director Gillespie showed Mamoa all the scenes from “Raising Arizona” that featured Randall “Tex” Cobb and said, “do that.”

The visual effects are well done, even though it appears that on whatever planet she’s on, Kara can’t find a hairbrush!  If they find one, they should put the filmmakers over their knee and give them a few whacks with it.  It worked on me when my Aunt Mildred did it!

On a scale of zero to five, “Supergirl” receives ★★½  

• SPIDER-MAN:  BRAND NEW DAY
• Starring:  Tom Holland, Zendaya and Jon Bernthal
• Directed by:  Destin Daniel Cretton
• Rated:  PG 13
• Running time:  2 hrs 25 mins
• SONY Pictures

Our score:  4 out of 5

I’ve always been a Spider-man fan.  Even though, as a kid in the 1960s, I was primarily a “DC” guy – I read every Batman and Superman comic book I could find, even enduring issues of “Superman’s Pal – Jimmy Olsen.”  But whenever the chance arose, and if I didn’t have to use my allowance to buy it, I would read the latest adventures of Spider-man.  While I enjoyed the earlier films that featured Toby Maguire and Andrew Garfield as the webslinger, it wasn’t until Tom Holland came along that the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU to save space) hit cinema gold.  Through three dedicated films, and numerous appearances in other films in the MCU, Holland’s portrayal of Peter Parker/Spider-man has always been a high point.  I’m happy to say that with the latest adventure, “Spider-man:  Brand New Day,” that streak continues.

When we last saw Peter Parker (Holland), he had just saved the day at an enormous expense by having Doctor Strange cast a spell that made everyone who knew he was Spider-man forget that fact.  This included the love of his life, MJ (Zendaya) and his best friend, Ned (Jacob Batalon).  Four years later we find him living alone and dedicating all his time to fighting crime.  He keeps an eye on his friends from a distance but can’t bring himself to tell them the truth.   But, because this is a superhero film, he has a lot more to worry about.

Like recent MCU films, “Spider-man: Brand New Day” peppers itself with other characters who may or may not be familiar to fans, among them the Punisher (Bernthal), who appears in his own series on Netflix.  I’ve never watched the show but, as I am familiar with the character, I knew who he was.  Newcomers to the film series may not.  The film also gives Mark Ruffalo a spotlight to shine in as Professor Bruce Banner, aka the Hulk.  The Banner character is criminally underused in the various “Avengers” films, with filmmakers apparently assuming that people are just there for the “Hulk SMASH!” sequences.  But with an actor as good as Ruffalo is, I think audiences would welcome the chance to spend more then a few minutes with the Professor.  Though I’m afraid that, as far along in the MCU as the films are they couldn’t do a proper Hulk origin story I do hope we get more of Banner in upcoming films.

Like all of the films in this series, the cast has a genuine chemistry and the emotional ride Peter Parker takes is a rough one.  Holland, who is also a major asset in the currently showing “The Odyssey,” continues to grow in the role, just as Peter is growing as a young man.  Zendaya is her usual tough but caring self and Batalon’s Ned (probably my favorite character in these films – he is “the man in the chair” – has always been the glue that holds these friendships together.  There are also a few new surprises here leading up to December’s big Avengers film “Doomsday.”

On a scale of zero to five, “Spider-man: Brand New Day” receives ★★★★  

While still selling out on stage in New York City, HADESTOWN, has been faithfully filmed and showing on cinema screens this week only.  Winning 8 Tony Awards in 2019 including Best Musical of the Year, this is a New Orleans style musical that is the story two young lovers in a relationship complicated by the devil himself- Hades.  He drags Eurydice to Hell for his lover but the boy, with help from his mentor Hermes follows them in to the depths to save her.

Filmed during a performance in March 2025 in London’s West End with all the principal actors from the Original Broadway Opening Night cast. The director of this “Pro-Shot” brings an intimacy to the filming, not just a performance captured on camera. His cinematography and editing takes the movie audience right into the show almost to the point of participation.  While occasionally giving us a view of the audience in the auditorium during filming it re-enforces the overall concept of being performed “live” as we enter this world.

Created by Anais Mitchell as a concept album and directed for the stage by Rachel Chavkin (both Tony Winners); theatrically HADESTOWN was a masterful work, and by moving it on to film by filmmaker Brett Sullivan, the production is enhanced becoming magnificent.

Broadway Legend, Andre De Shields (Tony nominated as the original WIZ in 1975) at almost 80 years old is Hermes the narrator of the tale as he guides the boy through his travels. He is perfection in his Tony winning role; you just can’t take your eyes off him as you hang on his every word. The lush music is performed by Reeve Carney as the boy, Eva Noblezada as the girl, with scary Patrick Page as Hades and Amber Gray as his wife.

With this amazing cast, the wonderful staging and the atmospheric cinematography this is without a doubt the definitive ephemeral staged production of  “HADESTOWN” – now captured forever.

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HADESTOWN has been extended to run through Thursday, August 5th at theatres nationwide.  If you are in the Boston area, like Ben, you can see it at the following theatres:

Entertainment Cinemas, Leominster MA

Regal Solomon Pond Cinemas

Maynard (MA) Fine Arts Theater

O’Neil Cinemas at the Point, Littleton, MA

AMC Framingham 16

The Paper: Season One successfully expands the world first introduced in The Office by shifting the mockumentary format to a struggling Midwestern newspaper fighting to stay relevant in the digital age. Rather than relying solely on nostalgia, the series establishes its own identity through a new cast of quirky personalities, workplace conflicts, and the everyday chaos that comes with producing a local newspaper under constant financial pressure. Familiar documentary-style camerawork, awkward silences, and understated humor are all present, but the show focuses on fresh stories and characters instead of trying to recreate its predecessor. 

The ensemble cast works well together, with Domhnall Gleeson delivering a grounded performance that balances the more eccentric personalities around him, while Sabrina Impacciatore brings confidence and unpredictability to the newsroom. The writing mixes dry humor with heartfelt moments, exploring themes of community, journalism, and adapting to change without losing sight of the workplace comedy that drives the series. While the first season occasionally takes a few episodes to find its rhythm, the characters gradually become more engaging, and the chemistry between the cast continues to improve as the season progresses. 

The Blu-ray presentation offers a sharp 1080p high-definition transfer that showcases the series’ clean visual style, natural colors, and documentary-inspired cinematography. Dialogue remains crisp throughout, allowing every awkward exchange and quick-witted joke to land effectively, while the surround mix provides subtle environmental detail without overwhelming the intimate workplace setting. The physical release is especially welcome for collectors who prefer owning their favorite television series rather than relying on streaming availability.

Overall, The Paper: Season One is an entertaining workplace comedy that respects the legacy of The Office while confidently building its own voice. Its combination of smart humor, memorable characters, and genuine heart makes it an enjoyable first season with plenty of potential, and this Blu-ray release is a worthwhile addition for fans of mockumentary comedies and collectors looking to add another quality television series to their library.

Difficult People: The Complete Series finally makes its way to Blu-ray with all three seasons collected in one package, giving fans of the sharp-tongued Hulu comedy a chance to own the complete series in high definition. Created by Julie Klausner and executive produced by Amy Poehler, the show follows best friends Julie Kessler and Billy Epstein, two aspiring comedians navigating careers, relationships, and the endless frustrations of life in New York City. Their brutally honest observations, unapologetic personalities, and relentless pop culture references make for a comedy that is clever, unapologetic, and often hilariously biting.

What makes the series stand out is the chemistry between Julie Klausner and Billy Eichner, whose fast-paced banter and perfectly timed insults carry every episode. While the characters are intentionally self-absorbed and often difficult to root for, their genuine friendship gives the series an emotional core that balances the cynical humor. The show also features an impressive lineup of guest stars, including Tina Fey, Martin Short, Nathan Lane, Kate McKinnon, Lin-Manuel Miranda, and many others, adding fresh energy throughout its three-season run. Although some of the celebrity and social media references reflect the era in which the series was produced, the witty writing and memorable performances continue to hold up remarkably well. 

Universal’s Blu-ray presentation delivers a clean and colorful 1080p transfer that faithfully captures the bright look of the series, while the audio track provides crisp dialogue that keeps every rapid-fire joke easy to understand. The set also includes worthwhile bonus features, including audio commentaries from Julie Klausner and Billy Eichner on select episodes, a Vulture Festival panel discussion, and an insightful video essay celebrating the friendship at the heart of the series. 

For longtime fans, this complete collection is an excellent way to revisit one of Hulu’s funniest original comedies, while newcomers will discover a sitcom that embraces sarcasm, pop culture obsession, and unapologetically flawed characters with confidence. Difficult People: The Complete Series remains a smart, edgy comedy that rewards repeat viewings, and this Blu-ray release is a welcome addition for collectors looking to preserve one of the streaming era’s most underrated sitcoms

I Know What You Did Last Summer: The Complete Series offers a darker, more modern take on the classic slasher story while expanding the mystery into an eight-episode format. Rather than simply retelling the original film, the series introduces a new group of friends whose lives are turned upside down after a deadly accident and the arrival of someone determined to expose their secrets. The show mixes horror, suspense, mystery, and personal drama, creating plenty of unexpected twists that keep viewers guessing from one episode to the next. While some storylines move at an uneven pace and a few character choices can feel frustrating, the central mystery remains engaging enough to encourage binge-watching.

The cast delivers solid performances, and the production values are impressive, with atmospheric cinematography, effective lighting, and tense suspense sequences that help build a constant sense of unease. Fans of modern slasher television will appreciate the creative kills, layered mysteries, and frequent cliffhangers, while longtime fans of the franchise will enjoy seeing familiar themes reimagined for a new audience. Although the series only lasted one season, it tells a complete story with a satisfying conclusion that answers the season’s biggest questions.

This Blu-ray release includes all eight episodes with strong high-definition picture quality and clear, immersive audio that enhances both the suspense and horror elements. The presentation captures the show’s moody visuals and detailed nighttime scenes very well, making it the best way to experience the series at home. For horror collectors and fans of mystery-driven thrillers, I Know What You Did Last Summer: The Complete Series is an entertaining addition to the shelf, offering an intriguing blend of suspense, drama, and slasher thrills that remains engaging from beginning to end.

Starring: Matt Damon, Anne Hathaway and Tom Holland
Directed by: Christopher Nolan
Rated: R
Running Time: 173 minutes
Universal Pictures

Our Score: 4.5 out of 5 Stars

About 3,000 years ago, somebody who might have been named Homer wrote a couple of long poems called The Iliad and The Odyssey.

A lot of of us were forced to read them when we were kids, and many of us felt the only reason we were doing it was because the texts were so damn old. Thankfully Christopher Nolan’s new film adaption may be reverent, but it isn’t carved in stone.

Nolan delivers the requisite spectacle. The land and seascapes captured by cinematographer Hoyle van Hoytema (who has shot Nolan’s last few movies) are suitably breathtaking whether you’re watching them in an IMAX auditorium or in 70MM. The cyclops looks big and terrifyingly real. 

Nolan’s aversion to computer generated images pays off because the battles seem immersive and suitably dangerous. Bloodshed looks as if it’s really occurring. Magic spells look as if they are happening in real-time.

More importantly, Nolan manages to make familiar characters seem less, oh, iconic. Unlike Elon Musk and the basement dwelling crybabies who have complained about a film that they haven’t seen, I have also had the additional pleasure of having read the book, which Nolan has actually followed to a fair amount of fidelity. 

For those idiots who complained about the “authenticity” of casting of gorgeous Oscar-winner Lupita Nyong’o as Helen of Troy, I wonder if these were the same folks who weren’t bothered that the king of Sparta spoke with a thick Scottish accent in 300. That issue cost me no sleep, either.

Back to the film, I’m currently reviewing.

What is intriguing is that Nolan gives the established characters motives that might not have been obvious in the original text. Matt Damon is certainly not Greek, but Homer describes Odysseus as crafty, and the actor can convey the Ithacan king’s quick thinking effortlessly. Even his missteps seem logical.

He also carries the look of someone who carries the weight have having been involved in disgraced campaigns. He may have succeed in figuring out how to crack the seemingly endless siege of Troy, but sacrificing countless men, time and resources for a domestic matter involving the kings of Sparta and Mycenae has been hardly worth it.

It’s no wonder he doesn’t want to follow Menelaus (Jon Bernthal) and Agamemnon (Benny Safdie) back home. Along the way, he gets 10 years worth of detours that put Ithaca and its throne in danger. 

Those who’ve had a little Greek mythology know what he’s about to encounter. Nolan makes the obstacles more intriguing than what you might have slept through in class.

He and his men encounter a hostess named Circe (Samantha Morton), whose initial hospitality comes with a steep price. Nolan and Morton do something audacious by making her sympathetic. Past visitors may not have had great intentions, and Odysseus shows he can get out of messes with more than clever lies and swordplay. 

The female characters seem a tad more developed in this adaptation, which is helpful because Odysseus’ wife Penelope (Anne Hathaway) is so essential to the plot. She has to juggle an army of suitors who want the kingdom and her hand. None seem to be terribly good husbands or capable leaders. Watching her string along the not so clever pretenders shows she’s as sharp as her wandering husband.

Her son Telemachus (Tom Holland) might be an adult, but he’s not quite ready to take his dad’s job because he has trouble standing up to the especially sleazy suitor Antinous (a delightfully repellent Robert Pattinson).  

Homer goes to flashbacks, so it’s easy to see why Nolan would, too. In this case they work because it gives the Battle of Troy more impact and helps make Odysseus’ long strange, trip seem more plausible.  

Sometimes, Nolan’s touch can seem clinical, but when a story is naturally full of divine intervention and human frailty, it makes the wonder of the long, long journey seem less like a myth and more like a statement of fact.

Starring: Matt Damon, Anne Hathaway and Tom Holland
Directed by: Christopher Nolan
Rated: R
Running Time: 173 minutes
Universal Pictures

Our Score: 4.5 out of 5 Stars

For nearly 3,000 years, humanity has been telling “The Odyssey.” Around campfires. Through song and poetry. On stages. In paintings. In classrooms. Every generation has found its own way to tell Homer’s story. Christopher Nolan may have finally found ours.

Adapting “The Odyssey” isn’t simply a matter of condensing one of civilization’s greatest stories. It’s the cinematic equivalent of squeezing two seasons of “Game of Thrones” into three hours while somehow preserving the politics, mythology, family drama, warfare, philosophy, and humanity that made the original endure in the first place. Against all odds, Nolan largely succeeds.

Beginning with the Trojan Horse and stretching across Odysseus’ decade-plus journey home, Nolan’s adaptation isn’t interested in treating Greek mythology like a collection of disconnected adventures. Every island, every monster, every god, and every temptation becomes another examination of leadership, faith, governance, family, and the unavoidable consequences of human choice. This isn’t merely a story about getting home. It’s about what war costs the people fighting it, as well as the people waiting for them.

Matt Damon delivers one of the finest performances of his career. His Odysseus possesses the physical presence mythology demands, effortlessly commanding armies one moment and confronting impossible odds the next. Yet Damon wisely avoids playing him as an untouchable superhero. His Odysseus grows increasingly weathered by grief, regret, responsibility, and the weight of decisions that ripple far beyond the battlefield. Nolan doesn’t ask us to admire perfection. He asks us to consider whether greatness can exist alongside profound imperfection.

That burden isn’t Odysseus’ alone. Anne Hathaway’s Penelope quietly becomes the film’s emotional equal, fighting her own battle while trapped in Ithaca. Tom Holland’s Telemachus provides the coming-of-age perspective as a son forced to grow up beneath the shadow of a father who has become more legend than man. Even Zendaya’s Athena feels less like a mythical guide than a reminder that every generation searches for wisdom somewhere outside itself. Rather than existing solely to support Odysseus, each character reflects a different consequence of his absence.

Visually, “The Odyssey” is exactly the kind of spectacle audiences hoped Nolan would deliver. IMAX transforms vast oceans, towering landscapes, and ancient cities into something appropriately mythic while never losing sight of the intimacy between characters. The practical effects blend seamlessly with CGI, creating a world that feels tangible despite its gods and monsters. Nolan also slips in moments of unsettling body horror and genuine suspense that rival some of modern cinema’s most memorable sequences, though wisely never allowing spectacle to overshadow the story’s emotional core.

Perhaps Nolan’s greatest achievement is resisting the temptation to modernize Homer’s ideas while still making them feel modern. His narrative still plays with shifting perspectives and fractured chronology in familiar Nolan fashion, but those techniques serve the material instead of calling attention to themselves. You don’t need an encyclopedic knowledge of Greek mythology to follow the film because Nolan understands that mythology has always been less about monsters than people. The gods may shape events, but it is human pride, love, grief, loyalty, and ambition that determine their outcome.

If “Oppenheimer” examined the consequences of changing the world, “The Odyssey” explores the consequences of simply surviving it. Every victory leaves a scar. Every decision carries a cost. Every homecoming demands reconciliation with the person who left. That’s ultimately why this adaptation works. Christopher Nolan hasn’t simply made the biggest version of “The Odyssey.” He’s made one that understands why we’ve been telling it for nearly 3,000 years.

More than sixty years after its original release, The 7th Voyage of Sinbad remains one of the most influential fantasy adventure films ever made. Released in 1958, the film helped define the cinematic fantasy genre and introduced generations of moviegoers to the groundbreaking stop-motion artistry of Ray Harryhausen. Combining swashbuckling adventure, mythical creatures, and timeless storytelling, the film continues to captivate audiences while serving as a landmark achievement in special-effects history. This 4K UHD release provides the classic film with a presentation worthy of its legendary status.

The story follows Sinbad as he embarks on a perilous quest to reverse a curse placed upon Princess Parisa by the evil magician Sokurah. Along the way, Sinbad encounters an unforgettable collection of monsters and magical challenges, including a towering Cyclops, a fire-breathing dragon, a two-headed roc, and the iconic sword-fighting skeleton that remains one of Harryhausen’s most celebrated creations. While the narrative is straightforward by modern standards, its sense of wonder and adventure remains remarkably effective.

What truly elevates the film is Harryhausen’s visual effects work. Long before the era of computer-generated imagery, his meticulous stop-motion animation brought fantastical creatures to life with a level of imagination that inspired countless filmmakers. Even today, there is a charm and artistry to these handcrafted effects that modern digital techniques often struggle to replicate. The creatures possess personality and physical presence, making them memorable long after the credits roll.

The 4K UHD presentation is the star attraction of this release. The restoration delivers a dramatic improvement over previous home-video editions, preserving the film’s vibrant Technicolor-inspired palette while revealing impressive detail throughout. Colors are richer, textures are more refined, and the image exhibits a level of stability and clarity that allows viewers to appreciate the craftsmanship behind every frame. The enhanced presentation highlights both the lavish production design and Harryhausen’s effects work without compromising the film’s classic appearance. Film grain remains natural and organic, giving the transfer an authentic cinematic feel.

Audio presentation is equally respectful of the source material. Bernard Herrmann’s magnificent score sounds fuller and more dynamic than ever, adding excitement and grandeur to the adventure. Dialogue remains clear and well-balanced, while the various effects and musical cues help create an immersive viewing experience that complements the restored visuals.

Collectors will also appreciate the extensive supplemental material included with the release. The set features a variety of legacy and newly produced bonus features that explore the film’s production, Harryhausen’s groundbreaking techniques, and the movie’s enduring influence on fantasy cinema. Featurettes, documentaries, archival content, and expert discussions provide fascinating insight into how this beloved classic was created and why it continues to inspire filmmakers decades later. For fans of film history and practical effects, the extras significantly enhance the value of the package.

The inclusion of both the Blu-ray and digital copy adds further versatility, allowing viewers to enjoy the film in multiple formats while preserving the premium 4K presentation for home theater viewing. It is a thoughtful package that balances collector appeal with convenience.

Ultimately, The 7th Voyage of Sinbad remains a masterpiece of fantasy filmmaking and a showcase for one of cinema’s greatest visual-effects pioneers. The film’s adventure, imagination, and technical innovation have lost none of their appeal, and this outstanding 4K UHD release presents the classic in its best home-video incarnation to date. For fans of classic cinema, fantasy adventures, or Ray Harryhausen’s extraordinary artistry, this release is an essential addition to any collection.

Rating: 9.5/10

• THE ODYSSEY
• Starring:  Matt Damon, Tom Holland and Anne Hathaway
• Directed by:  Christopher Nolan
• Rated:  R
• Running time:  2 hrs 45 mins
• Universal

Our score:  4.5 out of 5

EPIC.  If I was asked to describe Christopher Nolan’s latest film, that is the word I would use.  He has mounted a film that rivals the greatest achievements of filmmakers like Cecil B. DeMille or David Lean.  And, like the films of those mentioned, it’s runs a tad too long.

I was shocked, but pleased, to see that my 12-year-old granddaughter recently did a school paper on King Agamemnon.  Thank goodness they’re still teaching History in our schools.  Based on Homer’s “The Odyssey,” the film tells the story of King Odysseus (Damon) and his adventures which, if you’ve read “The Odyssey,” include the Trojan Horse, the Cyclops and assorted angry Greek gods.  The film covers each of these adventures in great detail, sparing nothing in the production design department.  While Odysseus is away – and he’s gone for a l-o-n-g time, his wife Penelope (Hathaway) has to endure a never ending string of “suitors,” men lining up in the hopes of replacing the King should he not return.  The men are nothing more then scavengers, taking advantage of the law of Zeus, which decrees no one should be turned away.  This angers the Queen’s son, Telemachus (Holland), who must control his temper when the men try to bait him into a fight, the idea being if Telemachus is killed, the new husband would become the King.  It’s all very interesting and complicated.  And long.

Director Nolan is one of the rare filmmakers who, in my opinion, has never made a bad film.  From “Memento” to the “Dark Knight” trilogy to the Oscar-winning “Oppenheimer,” he has proven himself a true master of cinema.  “The Odyssey” only adds to that distinguished resume’

The cast is a tribute to Nolan himself who, like Woody Allen, can pretty much get anyone he wants for his films because, as an actor, why wouldn’t you want a credit in one of his films.  Besides the three stars named above, the cast includes Robert Pattinson, John Leguizamo, Zendaya, James Remar, Jon Bernthal, Oscar nominees Samantha Morton and Elliot Page as well as Oscar winners Charlize Theron and  Lupita Nyongo.  As MGM used to advertise, “more stars than there are in heaven.”

The script and story are pretty faithful to the source material, though for some reason it bothered me whenever Telemacus referred to Odysseus as “dad.”  Never father.  The weird things you notice.  Visual.y the film is stunning and the Trojan Horse and battle of Troy are worth the price of admission alone.  I will add that I did see the film in 70 mm and, if that format is playing in your town, I urge you to see it in that format.

On a scale of zero to five, “The Odyssey” receives ★★★★ ½