Mark Rylance

Crafting an alluring body horror film is a tricky feat, but it’s one that Guadagnino manages to pull off with grace — for the most part.

“The Outfit” is at its best when it interrogates moral ambiguities or, at the very least, provides a cheap thrill in the form of an undulating plot that induces bated breath. Regrettably, it is wont to lose sight of both.

“I’m Thinking of Ending Things” dazzles and dizzies even its most attentive viewer; the film is a psychological feast boasting richly clever construction and riveting performances.

It’s a grandiose recount of a historical event, hellbent on catching every ounce of drama from every angle.

Spielberg elicits an infectious sense of wonder that’s only topped by “Jurassic Park,” a genuine pathos missing from his late-career period pieces.

It’s the height of summer, but theaters around the Bay Area are currently resplendent in a wide variety of amazing pictures right now, from tentpole superhero movies to quiet, meditative micro-budget films

We learn hardly any names — no backstories, no motivations. But war leaves little time for dialogue, and the wordless understanding between the soldiers, while one we may not be privy to, establishes a new way of telling war stories — one that focuses not on an “us vs. them” but on survival by any means.