Binisutoy 

Tired of being cooped up in their cages, the critters escape the Australian zoo and try to find their way to the outback.

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.

Throughout the film, Kate desperately tries keeping her status as an influential YouTuber; however, her follower and view count crumble, mirroring the world around her.

For those tranquil houses with white fences, what is happening behind every closed door?

What happens to an inseparable bond when love for competing morphs into competing for love?

We have a long way to go with LGBT representation in film, especially when it comes to LGBT characters of color and trans characters.