Rian Johnson reaches for the stars with the most audacious chapter of the franchise.
Non-Geminis will find this album one insufferable gesture after another.
Paul Thomas Anderson’s tale of artistry and control is every bit as restrained as its protagonists.
Margot Robbie excels in a darkly comic biopic about the famed Olympic antihero.
“I guess that’s all the Whites can hope for these days.”
Keef’s return registers more like a cautionary tale against squandering the spotlight.
Steven Spielberg elevates the work of the free press to the makings of a fast-paced thriller.
A cohesive, artistic covers album that often improves on the originals.
A deeply unsettling, and maddening, documentary about perversion and the endless fog of truth.
The crooner successfully strikes a balance between news cycle and bedroom without killing the mood.
Bono sounds confused on the much-delayed followup to Songs of Innocence.
“I’m sorry, but is anybody else hearing Hootie and the Blowfish like very, very softly?”