There is something inherently haunting about a person becoming a mystery. Not just dying, but disappearing into paperwork. Reduced to a case file, a photograph, an evidence bag. A life condensed into administrative language. Haifaa Al-Mansour’s Unidentified understands that horror better than most crime thrillers, and while the film occasionally struggles to generate momentum as a mystery, it finds something far more interesting in the process: a meditation on grief, empathy, and the quiet...

Kenji Tanigaki’s The Furious doesn’t so much tell a story as it hurls one at your head. It arrives swinging, kicking, crashing through tables, and rarely pauses long enough to catch its breath. Child traffickers kidnap the daughter of a mute laborer. A journalist disappears while investigating the same criminal network. Two men collide, exchange punches, discover they want the same thing, and spend the next ninety minutes reducing an army of villains to broken bones and bloodstains. That’s...

Steven Spielberg has spent nearly fifty years looking to the stars. From the awe-struck obsession of Close Encounters of the Third Kind to the childlike wonder of E.T. and the terror of War of the Worlds, extraterrestrials have long served as a vessel for the filmmaker’s deepest anxieties, hopes, and questions about humanity. With Disclosure Day, Spielberg returns to that well once again, this time asking a provocative question: If humanity learned we weren’t alone, would we be able to handle...