With the quirkiness of Napoleon Dynamite and the horniness of Superbad, yet beholden to a style all its own, Olmo stakes its claim in the coming-of-age pantheon.

By turns wry and wistful, Late Fame poignantly underscores how creativity can mellow over time.

Under its cloak of slasherdom and horror, Jane Schoenbrun’s latest is, in a way, perhaps just a euphoric, queer romantic comedy.

Kiyoshi Kurosawa finally ventures into the samurai genre for the first time, though in a far less conventional fashion than its impeccable production design and lavish craftsmanship initially suggest.

Olivia Wilde creates a kind of sexy monster who may well become one of the most memorable characters you see this year.

The absorbing documentary explores how an owl that has spent its life in captivity finds itself in the wild and urgently needs to learn basic skills to survive.

Despite juggling a few too many characters and Marvel callbacks, this is ultimately—if not spectacularly—still an exhilarating web-slinging adventure.

When it’s not Steve Jablonsky’s original score, you’ll regularly be listening to classic ’70s songs straight out of James Gunn’s favorite soundtracks.

Director Hirokazu Kore-eda’s latest offering could hardly feel less Hollywood in either spirit or execution.