Faith No More: Who Cares A Lot? The Greatest Videos (1999)

Stevan Lee Mraovitch’s film is a beautiful tribute to family, found family, and the lengths people will go to support their loved ones.

Masterful satire that shines a light on the struggles of Black creatives.

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.

Netflix takes some liberties in its portrayal of Madame CJ Walker, a trailblazing Black entrepreneur.

The Invitation takes a creeping look at two simple premises: reuniting with forgotten friends and new-age spiritualism. Though one seems a bit scarier than the other, the film heightens social awkwardness to a macabre level that puts an uncomfortable look on when the social taboo of grief is put on public display.

The most divisive character in Multiverse of Madness is undoubtedly Wanda Maximoff. Is she good or evil? Is she "unlikeable?" I'm tired of the debate. I love Wanda because she's for us—she's for the women.