Cars 3 Is Pleasantly Middle-of-the-Road (2024)

We’ve been trained to expect a lot from Pixar over the years, and when one of their movies isn’t poignant, thought-provoking, hilarious, andvisually dazzling, it can feel like a pretty big letdown. Enter the studio’s Carsfranchise: while plenty of fun in the context of just about any other company’s output, it’s the black sheep of the Pixar catalog, and critical reaction for the first two films in the series (and their cousins in the Planesfranchise) has ranged from mild disappointment to outright disdain. It’s rare for the third film in a trilogy to improve upon its predecessors, so there was little reason to expect Cars 3would enjoy a critical rebound, but it’s actually proving to be something of a happy surprise; although it isn’t on par with Pixar’s finest — and a notch below the original Cars— critics say this chapter impresses with a storyline that manages to inject some intelligence and honest emotion into the anthropomorphic automotive saga. Don’t expect Toy Storylevels of entertainment, in other words, but your kids will probably love it, and you’ll be just fine too.

Rough Night has one heck of a funny cast, and its behind-the-scenes pedigree includes veterans of the acclaimed series Broad City; by all rights, there should be no shortage of laughs in this story of a buttoned-down bride-to-be (Scarlett Johansson) who finds herself embroiled in a weekend of increasingly ill-advised shenanigans with her old college buds (Kate McKinnon, Jillian Bell, Ilana Glazer, and Zoë Kravitz). Unfortunately, reviews describe a movie that falls victim to too many of the pitfalls that have undermined a majority of the girls-night-out comedies in the post-Bridesmaidsera: it’s neither raunchy enough to surprise nor fully fleshed-out enough to make viewers really care about the characters, and as a result, it never manages to be more than a handful of funny moments. Of course, there’s nothing wrong with a handful of funny moments — but given the assemblage of talent here, you’d have every right to expect better.

Tupac Shakur was a singular talent and one of the more influential recording artists of his generation — and he died far too young, slain in a drive-by shooting in 1996 at the tender age of 25. There’s loads of raw material for a compelling biopic, in other words, which makes it all the more frustrating that the first theatrical feature to dramatize Shakur’s life story, All Eyez on Me, is shaping up to be such a muddled mess. Although star Demetrius Shipp Jr. looks the part as Shakur, critics say the movie stumbles between merely uninspired and flat-out clumsy, with neither the depth nor the insight its subject deserves. There’ll doubtless be another attempt to honor his legacy on the big screen at some point; in the meantime, there’s always the music.

There haven’t been many shark thrillers since Jawsthat have really come close to truly frightening audiences en masse, but the darn things are so creepily lethal that filmmakers keep coming back to them anyway. This weekend’s 47 Meters Down, starring Mandy Moore and Claire Holt as sisters whose diving expedition goes terribly awry, is far from the worst entry in the much-maligned subgenre, but it ain’t exactly Jaws, either. While critics haven’t been overly impressed with its thinly sketched characters and occasionally muddled story, some have also taken pains to point out that the movie definitely has its moments — and if you can lower your expectations a little, there’s some fleeting B-movie fun to be had, silly dialogue and all.