With “Her,” Jonze writes romance as one-sided as his own failed marriage and it’s wonderful.

Why does everybody like this movie more than I do? I mean, I gave it 4 stars. It’s beautiful. But it’s a boring beautiful. I don’t know anything anymore.

This is Siri and Alexa and all the AIs and it clearly means engineers were reading pulp computer house books and watching these movies and taking notes on how to kill us all long before I could turn off the lights with my voice.

It’s not about the intelligence that will displace us and rule the world. It’s about the intelligence that lives inside a washing machine and the huge heart it carries.

Ryan Johnson’s Wake Up Dead Man is the first Benoit Blanc mystery that doesn’t feel like it’s having any fun—and that’s exactly the point. In a locked church where faith and certainty have been weaponized in equal measure, Johnson uses the playful locked-room structure to examine something deeply uncomfortable: the way we perform certainty in the face of doubt.

Nearly a century on, The Phantom of the Opera feels both monumental and deeply uneven at the same time. It’s the kind of early studio

If I’m honest, Now You See Me: Now You Don’t feels like watching a magic act from the lobby. You can hear the applause, you can see the lights, but you’re missing the part where any of the tricks actually land.

Instructions Not Included sneaks up on you. Not quietly. More like it tiptoes toward you in flip-flops, trips over a chair, knocks over a lamp,

A towering war film whose brilliance arrives late, but hits with the force of history itself.