There are albums designed for driving at night, and then there are albums that make you seriously consider missing your exit just to see where the fuck the road goes. LeBuc’s Mulholland Nights belongs firmly in the latter category, an impossibly ...

There’s something rotten glowing beneath the neon in Matthew Ninaber’s HY3NA, and the deeper this thing crawls into its world of sex, obsession, murder, and shattered identity, the nastier the reflection staring back at us becomes. This  ...

Look, I am going to make this easy: Synapse Films' handling of Trick or Treat - now in a gloriously unhinged 4K UHD transfer - is highly recommended — preferably played at a volume your homeowners association specifically prohibits ...

Mystery still matters. Steven Spielberg's Disclosure Day feels less like a new movie and more like running into an old friend you haven't seen in years—and then realizing halfway through the conversation how much you've missed them. ...

There was always something a little frustrating about 1998’s Practical Magic. The ingredients were all there: Sandra Bullock, Nicole Kidman, Stockard Channing, Dianne Wiest, witchcraft, romance, murder, Stevie Nicks,  ...

There’s a particularly nasty question lurking beneath every frame of Elegance Bratton’s By Any Means: What happens when the people responsible for enforcing the law decide the only way to achieve justice is to break the damn thing? ...

There are movies that look good in 4K, movies that look great in 4K, and then there is Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse / Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, a pair of animated lunatic masterpieces seemingly designed to crawl ...

There are movie trilogies, and then there are three-film stretches that permanently fuck with the DNA of cinema. Sergio Leone’s Dollars Trilogy belongs firmly in the latter camp. Watching A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars ...