Joyfully Chaotic, 'Why Don't You Play in Hell?' is a Must-See
If you enjoy Japanese cinema, absurdly violent action films, gangster flicks, or joyfully strange cinema, 'Why Don’t You Play in Hell?' is a must-see.

Set in Bangkok, a rapidly rising commercial capital where money, power, fame, and resources intertwine on an elite stage, the story follows Ing, the eldest son of the Jian family — a proud, unruly, and stunningly beautiful business prodigy. His dazzling achievements fuel his half-brother's near-pathological jealousy. Yok is the second son of the Li family, bearing heavy family expectations. Gentle and exceptionally intelligent on the outside, he is a former reserve professional boxer weighed down by family pressure. After meeting Ing, Yok's suppressed self quietly awakens. The two are drawn into an intense dance of love and hatred. Adapted from the web novel "My Beloved Fool" (你却爱着一个他) by Shui Qian Cheng (水千丞).
If you enjoy Japanese cinema, absurdly violent action films, gangster flicks, or joyfully strange cinema, 'Why Don’t You Play in Hell?' is a must-see.
Netflix’s new rom-com, Voicemails for Isabelle (dir. Leah McKendrick), isn’t just heartwarming, funny, and an achievement in female directing - it’s also an instant classic. Following 20-something aspiring baker Jill (Zoey Deutch), Voicemails for Isabelle tells a story of grief, self-discovery, and fateful connections. Ever since her beloved sister Izzy’s (Ciara Bravo) death, Jill has been leaving her hilarious, extremely TMI voicemails about her chaotic love life and miserable day job as a prep cook. Little does she know that a handsome and unsatisfied real estate agent in her hometown has inherited the number and practically fallen in love with her by listening to her stories.
This horror movie combines elements of horror and babysitting with Black representation.
Who knew a drunken game of truth or dare could launch one of the most chaotic rom-coms of the year? The Threesome takes Connor’s fantasy night with Olivia (Zoey Deutch, in peak queen-of-indie form) and Jenny (Ruby Cruz) and flips it into a deliciously messy nightmare when both women end up pregnant. What follows isn’t cheap comedy—it’s a whip-smart, heartfelt exploration of love, consequence, and the beautiful disasters we call adulthood.
The Fog follows more of a 1950s creature feature plot than a late-70s slasher with three legendary scream queens.
I am an Armenian who has a mild form of epilepsy. I rarely see Armenian culture and epilepsy properly portrayed in film or TV. I delve into the how and why.