Greg Carlson

Waters strikes a fine balance between a traditional biographical account and an artistically-minded embrace of words.

“Finding Emily” won’t threaten “When Harry Met Sally” as the modern-era gold standard for the friends-to-lovers rom-com, but the adorable Rice and Fearn play the angles.

Schoenbrun’s follow-up to “I Saw the TV Glow” deftly blends comedy, eroticism, gore and VHS-era nostalgia into an intoxicating brew of deeply personal storytelling.

An inexplicable cross-time event drops a family struggling with internal domestic peril into a prehistoric bubble of run-for-your-life peril.

We land in a version of America in which the government has implemented a prohibition on unmarried intercourse for all but twelve free-for-all hours on a single night of the year.