Les vieux de l'amour 

The Fog follows more of a 1950s creature feature plot than a late-70s slasher with three legendary scream queens.

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.

Based on the novel by Jennifer Mathieu and directed by Amy Poehler takes on intersectional feminism.

This reboot of The Wonder Years is told from the lens of a Black man.

Here's what Disney got wrong with "Aladdin" and how it can avoid those pitfalls with "Hercules."

A trouble-making teenager spends the summer working at a Southern California beach learning about responsibility.