The prequel era finally gets its due. Deserved or not, it’s certainly a delight.

If the horror was your favorite part of the first three seasons, this season is your jam. If not, you may want to just let this season cool for a while.

It's about time we got a positive message delivered with such style and bounce.

It feels like we’re not moving, like we’re treading very Strange waters. I’m getting antsy.

It’s an okay adventure with a message so profound that even Ryan Reynold’s delightfully smarmy charm can’t smother it.

Is identity defined by accomplishments listed on a resume, or does it live in the heated, hidden, squishy parts of the soul? I think both things can be true.

You can’t just look at two teams on paper and know how things will play out. Apparently, the same goes for massively enjoyable movie stars.

It’s a roller coaster of a movie - you will arrive at the end a little out of breath, a touch nauseous, but grateful to be alive and telling all your friends they totally have to try it.

Dude’s got a business card that reads, “Better at Skateboarding than Anything You’ve Ever Done.”

If you love origin stories, dig your action a bit on the silly side, or enjoy shaking your head and grinning at big picture nonsense, you will probably enjoy this movie.

It’s the cinematic equivalent of sitting on your grandparents’ sofa, listening to them drone on and on about the good old days.

This is the true companion film to Inside Out that Soul wanted to be.

Is Pattinson good? I dunno. It’s like asking me what I think of Pedro Pascal’s performance in The Mandalorian.

To paraphrase Peter Parker: “With great IP comes great responsibility.”

The path to finding “you” can be long, messy, and difficult. It’s also amazing.

Some of the young actors are also quite good. Some don’t stay around long enough to make a fair call. Thanks, Ghostface.

Morrison spends most of his time posing in front of his foes like some insecure Alpha-dude at the gym trying to show how tough he is. It’s as if Morrison believes all before him will either fear him or follow him based solely on posture.

No Way Home wants to give Spidey fans everything they’ve ever dreamed of. And it does.

I’m not sure this is a road I want to go down, but you can’t argue with Spielberg’s results. The new West Side Story is lights out fantastic.

Maybe it’s unfair to compare this movie to A Christmas Story. We don’t compare every painting to Picasso. Nor every song to Beyonce. And we certainly do not compare all crunchy processed food snacks to the almighty Taki.