Hugh Grant is is stunningly threatening in this Beck/Woods horror thriller, his recognizably benign shrugs, cheerful mugging, and self-effacing manner never masking the fact that there is one person in charge of this situation, and it isn't one of the visiting Mormons.

In director Edward Berger's Conclave, both the narrative and the principal characters are hiding secrets that shouldn't be spoiled to those who haven't seen the movie and didn't read novelist Robert Harris' 2016 source material. But one secret about the film absolutely can, and should, be revealed in advance: This thing is an almost ridiculous amount of fun.

First M. Night Shymalan makes his chanteuse daughter a significant part of his thriller Trap, then Todd Phillips floods his Joker followup with songs, and now this. Is no genre safe from the global Swift-ification?

On October 24, a Golden Globe and Directors Guild of America nominee – and the director of 1993's Oscar-winning smash The Fugitive – will be of guest of The Last Picture House in the Davenport venue's An Evening with Andrew Davis, a special evening for movie fans featuring a signing of Davis' first novel (co-written by Davenport author Jeff Biggers), a screening of Davis' 1989 thriller The Package, and a Q&A with the filmmaker afterward.