The sentient life of a machine casts a flesh-creeping shadow over a soulless world.

Director Edouard Bergeon’s carefully tended first feature is terribly sad.

A lesson in just how much the disenfranchised stand to lose.

An ex-con impersonating a man of the cloth will never have Happy Ending plastered all over him.

The reality of black folks doing their best to get by lets day-to-day details do the talking.

The tension is a ceaseless needling.

Even for a confirmed sceptic, conviction can be addictive.

What you feel, as the pressure builds in director Trey Edward Shults’s tightly strung screenplay, is just how lonely 18 can be.

A grieving grandfather's actions are increasingly unhinged.

Ben Affleck’s deeply felt portrayal is nothing less than atonement in action.