It Ends with Us isn't necessarily great. It is, however, a crowd-pleaser that's strong and sincere and unexpectedly touching … and unlike the film Blake Lively's husband is currently starring in, at least it makes a modicum of sense.

Mind you, I'm not suggesting that anyone would do this. But if you were to make a drinking game out of the experience of Marvel's and director/co-writer Shawn Levy's Deadpool & Wolverine, here's a list of prompts to absolutely avoid – unless, that is, you want the game to end with one of your players rushed to the ER.

It makes perfect sense that Nicolas Cage would be cast as the titular monster in Longlegs, considering that writer/director Osgood Perkins' horror thriller is like the cinematic equivalent of most Cage performances: deliberately gonzo, weirdly earnest, alternately transfixing and repellent, and, in the end, perhaps trying a bit too hard.

How disappointing to find the Manhattan populace in this Quiet Place prequel adhering to a silence-is-golden policy within what seems like minutes of the first alien assault, and to find Day One subsequently adhering, essentially, to the same narrative blueprint as before.