Amy Nicholson

The action scenes in Kenji Tanigaki’s The Furious are like nothing else in the multiplex.

I wanted to see more of the old Spielberg, the one who expressed awe in moments of silence rather than relentless motion.

I laughed 10 times, which makes this “Scary Movie” the best of the bunch — a pallid compliment.

Obviousness is this film’s handicap — and the main joke.

Sparse yet gripping, “Backrooms” and its minimalist story accommodate the audience’s own free-ranging imagination.

Power Ballad nods toward a dozen interesting themes, none of which it bothers to explore.

“Boosters” isn’t perfect and that doesn’t matter. The audacity of it — the exuberance Riley puts into making and loving movies — is what I want to see more of from every filmmaker, fashionista and human being still grinding at their own creative ambitions.

Actually witnessing the audience’s emotional connection to her lyrics makes “Hit Me Hard and Soft” feel like an epic coming-of-age movie as much as a concert film. Still, by the 50th mascara-smeared face, I needed fresh air.

Hokum is a fabulous horror film for all tastes.

The storytelling is wonky, given the film’s competing needs to be Miranda-blunt about the modern magazine business while pairing marvelously with a glass of rosé.