Our Fathers 

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.

This documentary moves chronologically through Black representation in horror films, revealing the genre's connections to Black history.

A documentary film about a disabled female athlete who builds courage within herself and seeks faith.

A Christmas tale that everyone is wishing for, and that everyone will remember.

Remember Caroline from Vampire Diaries? Well, now she’s The Suitcase Killer, allegedly. 

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