The Farewell is well-crafted, undeniably, but it’s not for me.
There’s a spark of originality in Burn, though it’s near smothered by its more-than-familiar elements.
Haunted doll Annabelle is a beacon for spirits, so strap in for a whole bunch of ghouls and ghosts once she’s unleashed.
Expectations are a funny thing. Had I seen Pokémon Detective Pikachu, oh, six months ago – before the first trailer set the internet into a tizzy at the prospect that this film might actually be good – I would’ve have been pleasantly surprised.
Captain Marvel isn’t quite a dud, but it’s far from marvellous.
Greta feels like a dispatch straight from the early-‘90s – and I’m not complaining.
We watch Bond movies to be transported to glossy locations and marvel at beautiful people, not to trudge through underlit apartment buildings in the depths of winter.