Infinity War goes one step further and tries something bold. Maybe it is all a deception but this detour from blustering finishes towards an incomplete, unpredictable and unsafe course of events makes this one epic and the next one badly awaited.

October is the month when the sweet-smelling flower, known as parijat, shiuli, harsingar, night jasmine or prajakta, enters bloom. But the lesson of love and loss in Shoojit Sircar’s poignant new drama is likely to linger all year long.

Spielberg’s love song is a thumping joyride…

As disappointing that is, Raid does have its moments of compelling optimism and unexpected wit.

It’s also the most I’ve enjoyed watching Ajay Devgn in a while.

Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri’s insistence to tidy up the mess through coincidences and contrivances, force an almost overnight change of heart and absolve a vitriolic creature with sure enough history of racial violence is not only unconvincing but defeats all its justice-seeking ideals.

If, unlike me, you can set these ethical differences aside, the McDormand steamroller is one hell of an engaging viewing.

Del Toro hits a cinematic nerve in capturing an enduring love for the oddball, the beauty in the bizarre and, most importantly, reminding what it’s like to have what one wished for since a kid — a happy ending.

This is a spirited but emotional origins story — of a king learning the predicaments of power, a son overwhelmed by the idea of filling his father’s shoes, of co-existence and divide that is defined by colour and discriminated by history. And that it’s just as dedicatedly fun doubles the pleasure of it all.

Unravelling in the splendid but stifling interiors of his grand abode, Phantom Thread barely ventures into fresh air for a break. But it’s the most real, most riveting portrait of toxic love you’re likely to witness in a long, long time. 

Darkest Hour doesn’t even pretend to make it about anything else besides Oldman as he gloriously alternates between a exuberant bear, shrewd fox and vociferous lion.

Though his animal instincts hit their peak, the script itself begins to lose its edge-of-the-seat momentum and disintegrates to revel in hollow glory and glib eloquence.

While the kids are sure to learn a thing or two about good behaviour, it’s the spirit of community living gently conveyed in scenes of Paddington’s selfless involvement around his neighbourhood that make the film a lot more timely than expected from standard children’s fare