Kicking off the Summer with 'Malibu Rescue'
A trouble-making teenager spends the summer working at a Southern California beach learning about responsibility.

A boring Wednesday afternoon. Aïda, Eren and Emilie are hanging around, trying to find something to do. Suddenly, a very strange car appears at the corner of the street. On top of it, a nine eyes camera is taking pictures of the city, mapping it out. The girls are delighted: that's a great opportunity to do a photo shoot. Here they go, walking next to the car, posing in front of the camera, and soon enough they're cracking up. The car is already far up the street when Aïda pulls up her t-shirt towards her friends to make them laugh even more. She realizes too late that the camera is 360°, and that the car has her picture. Now they need to get it back.
A trouble-making teenager spends the summer working at a Southern California beach learning about responsibility.
Mala tripped over in a company Diwali party, which led to unexpected visits and realizations.
If you mix religious rituals with dark mythology, the result will be effective, and the story powerful in 90% of the cases. That is exactly what happens at the beginning of The Vigil.
With This is Us now on its fifth season and A Million Little Things on its third, we have a lot of material to entertain the hypothetical: if these two shows got in the ring together, who would come out victorious? Despite the endless recognition for the former’s success, I dare say I’d put my money on A Million Little Things once all is said and done.
Him is visually stunning—all concrete cathedrals and bone-rattling impact shots that look like a nightmare highlight reel. Marlon Wayans is magnetic as this legendary quarterback who's basically selling salvation with a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. But the story keeps running in circles: more tests, more cryptic pep talks, more ritualistic drills. The sports-as-religion metaphor beats you over the head when subtlety would've been more effective. The middle drags, and that finale chooses spectacle over substance. It's undeniably stylish, but left me cold. Also worth noting: despite the Monkeypaw connection, this isn't actually a Jordan Peele film—he didn't write or direct.