Central Intelligence may be a buddy-comedy, but it’s Johnson’s movie all the way.

And it’s been a while since I’ve clutched my stomach so hard or have my face hurt thanks to laughing so hard.

So if you want some light-hearted fun while attempting to survive the summer heat, this is it.

Despite some minor faults – Finding Dory takes some extreme liberties with fish out of water and the script gets repetitive in the second half – the film is about finding hope even in the darkest of places. About learning to love and connect with people even when you previously thought you couldn’t.

There’s a lot crammed into 134 minutes and not everything works perfectly. But is it scary? Hell, yes it is!

Hopefully, this will not be the last we see of the Warrens at work.

The movie has already incited a few complaints about its portrayal of quadriplegics and its glossing over of the touchy subject of state-assisted suicide.

But it’s a sugar-coated romantic comedy with everything you’re looking for in a chick flick/chick lit and not a gritty documentary.

The movie is competently made, but also perfunctory, telling us things about the greed of rich business executives and the shallowness of cable TV that we already know.

And if you care about your money, just watch the trailer – it gives away far too much.

It’s good old-fashioned entertainment if you like slipping in the occasional B-movies to wet your movie-watching appetite. But it isn’t necessarily a ‘must watch it in a theatre’ watch either.

Comic book adaptations can be fickle beasts. But when done well, they shine. Civil War is a super satisfying film in that regard and also because it takes its characters and not itself seriously

Despite being half an hour longer than the average Hollywood flick, it’s dynamic, entertaining and you’re not going to be itching to leave you seat.

These days, you can pretty much glean the entire plot of a movie from its trailer. Which is why it’s rare to watch a film that keeps you guessing.

And your pulse racing.

The Man Who Knew Infinity plays it very safe by reducing Ramanujan’s life into a well-established sellable movie formula.

But it’s a wonderful change from the fare we’ve getting recently.

Demolition is first and foremost a movie about grief, and how everyone deals with it in different ways, but it’s as unconventional as you can get, with a dark comic tone that mirrors something like Fight Club or American Psycho. 

That means that it probably won’t be for everyone, although it never enters territory quite as dark as either of those movies.