All articles by Joe Lozito

Neil Marshall’s gleefully gory spelunking spook-fest may make you rethink that cave-diving vacation.

Richard Linklater’s rotoscopic adaptation of the Philip K. Dick novel is never quite as compelling as the performances and the animation make it out to be.

Mildly diverting guest-who-wouldn’t-leave comedy never quite gels but gets a boost from the goofiness of Owen Wilson and the cutesiness of Kate Hudson.

Cacophonous sequel to the 2003 mega-hit is as incoherent as it is unnecessary. Still, that Johnny Depp performance is a keeper.

Breezy satire as glossy and superficial as the industry it skewers (and idolizes).

The Man of Steel is back and in fine form thanks to the master of comic book adaptations Bryan Singer.

Potentially good idea – Adam Sandler receives a (literally) universal remote – is given a treatment that vacillates between infantile and maudlin.

Winning documentary about a Seattle girl’s high school basketball team and the coach behind them.