It is good entertainment, doubling as a history lesson. The fact that it makes us consider how crimes are covered today, and how criminals get turned into instant, polarizing, celebrities, is the cherry on top of the sundae.

It is insightful, funny and gently moving as it explores a relationship after it has ended, yet possibly before it is permanently finished.

It is unnerving to see kids going through this, yet what the movie is showing us isn’t that extreme, minus the titular malady. Kids can be cruel. The Plague explores how that feels in an empathetic and convincingly painful way.

It is quite entertaining and serves as a tremendous showcase for Timothée Chalamet’s ability to command the screen.

It is all style and barely any substance. That is a feature, not a bug. It succeeds because of its focus on aesthetics over storytelling.

It is enchanting before the plot kicks in. After that, some of the transportive magic slips away.

It is thoughtful, emotionally honest and engaging when it comes to families and the art of directing. The performances are strong and the writing is patient and well-observed.

The pieces are there for something great. It sometimes feels like it is approaching that. I had high hopes. Though it didn’t meet them, it is still a well-made, challenging, film.

It moves like a cliché sports movie yet, underneath, it is the story of a woman pushed to be someone she isn’t, being smothered by an emotionally/physically abusive husband.

Ethan Hawke makes what could have been an exhausting character equal parts charming, funny, tragic and self-aggrandizing. It is really entertaining, which is important here because Lorenz Hart is basically the entire movie.