Martin Campbell's Liam-Neeson-with-a-gun revenge thriller isn't necessarily a good movie, but compared to four-fifths of its Irish headliner's big-screen blood baths, it's definitely an improvement.

The Northman is a period action drama with supernatural leanings that's five times bloodier than Braveheart, nearly as nutty as The Green Knight, and just as divisive as you'd expect from the filmmaker whose two previous features were the talking-goat freakout The Witch and the two-man fever dream The Lighthouse.

When last we encountered the many heroes and villains of J.K. Rowling's Fantastic Beasts series, the screenwriter/producer's pre-Harry Potter assemblage of wizards and Muggles was … . Um. I'm sorry, but does anyone recall what was going on with these people at the end of their 2018 film? More to the point: Does anyone care?

Winner of the Best Documentary citation at the Raw Science Film Festival and the Grand Jury Award at the Greenport Film Festival, the informative, entertaining documentary Microplastic Madness serves as the final presentation in River Action's 2022 Environmental Film Series, the Figge Art Museum's April 24 offering lauded by Film Threat as a work that “bleeds authenticity” and “demonstrates the level of passion and activism that can lead to actual change from younger generations.”

I've loved a number of movies released over the past 10 months. But not since The Mitchells vs. the Machines have I been as over-the-moon in love with a movie the way I am with Everything Everywhere All at Once, which just might be the only sci-fi/martial-arts/time-travel comedy you'll ever see that also boasts an emotional power to make you cry – a lot.

Patrons of the Figge Art Museum's "Films at the Figge" series will be treated to both an Academy Award nominee and an Emmy Award nominee on April 14 when the Davenport venue hosts screenings of two critically lauded documentaries about disparate artists: Cavedigger, an exploration into the work of sculptor Ra Paulette, and Which Way Is the Front Line from Here?, a salute to the late, Oscar-nominated photo-journalist Tim Hetherington.

There was literally nothing about the prospect of Morbius I was looking forward to, so I suppose it's almost a compliment to say that while I didn't enjoy director Daniel Espinosa's largely dull, grossly formulaic comic-book yarn, I didn't actively detest it, either.

Congratulations! You've managed to land on the one Oscars postmortem you'll read today whose author won't detail the experience of watching Will Smith slap Chris Rock on live television! I didn't see it!

With all due respect to Robert Zemeckis' funny/exciting achievement, which I have adored ever since mid-puberty, Romancing the Stone didn't have Brad Pitt in it. The Lost City may be repackaged goods, but those goods, at least this time around, are still remarkably fresh.

While there's considerable mystery in The Outfit's plotting, there's even more in its central character, and Mark Rylance's artistry makes Graham Moore's directorial debut the rare gangster saga that makes you grin wider and wider the scarier and nastier it gets.