Andrew Lawrence

The meta-joke about an actor trapped inside his own midlife-crisis character doesn’t merely fall flat; it underscores the movie’s fatal flaw: 72 Hours would have far more potential if Hart weren’t in it at all. The insecurities that once made him relatable aren’t comic any more. They’re sad.

Ultimately, what distinguishes They Fight is that it doesn’t reach for the knockout. It wins on points, steadily piling up emotional victories until its themes of redemption and forgiveness leave you grappling for the Kleenex box.

The ultimate irony of Strung is that it’s just another industry exercise in ignoring your gut in favor of playing it safe – and on that score, alas, it sings.

Is God Is may borrow from an old narrative formula, but it reframes it into something sharper and more searching. It shows that stories rooted in Black trauma don’t have to be pulled down by it. Vibrancy and texture are what give a killing spree its stakes, after all, and this one ends with an understated affirmation of the human spirit. How’s that for a twist.

Balls Up is juvenile entertainment, handled by professionals.

You, Me & Tuscany is a perfectly wholesome and harmless meet-cute that starts by asking: “What if the Little Mermaid had a Lady and the Tramp-style hookup with the season one heart-throb from Bridgerton, spaghetti and all?”

Relationship Goals is no less parochial a take on marriage, presented yet again as a woman’s only path to true and lasting peace in life. If you can turn a blind eye to that message and focus on the familiar funny faces instead, the tractor-beam ride to the credits is heavenly enough.

Being Eddie, a new Netflix documentary on Eddie Murphy, isn’t his best movie. It isn’t his worst.

Without firm grounding in reality, Him can only skid, hopelessly, into the realm of kabuki theater and make a muddle of its football critique.

It takes work to make Murphy entirely unfunny, and this film manages the job one-handed.