Garden of an Angry God: when the nightmare of guilt crawls out to the daily life
The repeated actions, the blood on the petals, the rustling under the floor…An ambient short horror film takes us into another realm.

The repeated actions, the blood on the petals, the rustling under the floor…An ambient short horror film takes us into another realm.
The Summer I Turned Pretty series adapts the beloved trilogy into a bingeworthy TV show and introduces a new generation to Belly, Conrad, and Jeremiah.
Standing up for what's right, she's met with miraculous results. She takes charge of her own destiny.
Praising Black representation and condemning the power structures that suppress it, a mother delivers an impassioned speech to her distant son.
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.
Kat Wahlen’s The Whiteboard tells, or rather shows, a delightful love story between two young women who meet in detention.