A brazen act of revisionism dressed up as a biopic. The Jackson estate delivers a sanitized greatest-hits listening party that tells us nothing about who Michael Jackson really was. Colman Domingo is the only one doing interesting work.

A heartwarming film that has no right being as good as it is. Hugh Jackman, Emma Thompson, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, and a flock of sheep solve a murder mystery in rural England — and somehow deliver one of the most genuinely moving family films in years.

A film that plays like a very expensive TV episode. The Mandalorian and Grogu has technical craft to spare, but Favreau and Filoni deliver a timid, inconsequential story that mistakes motion for cinema.

All dressed up, nowhere to go. Meryl Streep slips back into Miranda Priestly with effortless magnetism, but The Devil Wears Prada 2 squanders a genuinely intriguing journalism premise on a melodramatic third act that feels more like fan fiction than a worthy sequel.