by Rob DiCristino
1. Triangle of Sadness (Dir. Ruben Ostlund)
2. My Policeman (Dir. Michael Grandage)
3. Black Adam (Dir. Jaume Collet-Serra)The Shallows and Run All Night. He’s sanded off his killer instincts since joining up with The Rock on 2021’s tepid Jungle Cruise, and Black Adam’s massive box office take leaves little hope that we’ll ever get it back. Like so much of The Rock’s recent work, Black Adam feels like it was made in a boardroom by an algorithm set to maximize four-quadrant saturation in all markets, foreign and domestic. Overqualified thespians like Pierce Brosnan and Aldis Hodge pose for their paychecks while winning youngsters Noah Centineo, Quintessa Swindell, and Bodhi Sabongui do their best Avengers impressions in the background. It’s a grating and cynical movie that thinks you’re dumb. Don’t let it beat you.
4. See How They Run (Dir. Tom George)Amsterdam. While that film was a bloated but earnest mess that saw fit to crush Taylor Swift with a sedan (spoilers for Amsterdam’s best .gif), See How They Run is a lean and mean ninety-minute send-up of Agatha Christie whodunnits that finds London cops Stoppard (Sam Rockwell) and Stalker (Saoirse Ronan) investigating the murder of Hollywood director Leo Kopernick (Adrian Brody), who was poised to start production on a film adaptation of Christie’s The Mousetrap. Kopernick was murdered on a West End stage, in fact, and the prime suspects are the stage Mousetrap’s cast and crew (including Harris Dickinson as Richard Attenborough and Reece Shearsmith as producer John Woolf). Though undoubtedly a B-tier mystery, See How They Run is a burst of empty calories, an airy and delightful romp that makes for a decent palate cleanser between green-screen epics and torturous melodramas.