Chris Jones
Entertainment Editor
Chris Jones, from Washington, Illinois, is the Mail Entertainment Editor covering Movies, Television, Books, and Music topics. He is the owner, writer, and editor of Overly Honest Reviews.
Occasionally, we get a superhero story that doesn’t try to be bigger—it tries to be something more. WARDEN doesn’t concern itself with world-ending threats or galaxy-spanning villains. It takes the cape-and-power fantasy and reimagines it with a distinctly human lens, stripped of grandeur and spectacle. By shaping the narrative through a faux-documentary style, it doesn’t ask what we’d do with powers—but what the world would do about them.
What begins like a domestic drama with a twist of mystery quickly snowballs into a full-blown genre blender with car chases, explosions, espionage reveals, and a buddy-cop vibe that’s more screwball than procedural. THE LONG KISS GOODNIGHT is the film that doesn’t care if you’re keeping up—it’s too busy shifting gears mid-scene and throwing taunts between gunfire.
Sometimes, the most gripping character dramas unfold not through grand gestures or declarations but in the quietness of everyday life. This story operates with a deceptive simplicity, following a man who’s already faced judgment, served his time, and now lives in the shadow of a single irreversible act. That premise could’ve leaned heavily into melodrama, but instead, what unfolds is a subdued, oddly moving portrait of conflict, caution, and rebirth. THE EEL offers a kind of cinematic slow burn that doesn’t demand your attention with dissonance but earns it through atmosphere, subtlety, and human truth.
Martial arts comedy and ‘80s chaos collide in a wild genre experiment that doesn't always know where it's headed but barrels forward with enough charm, swing, and creative mayhem to stay entertaining. THE LADY IS THE BOSS isn’t trying to be sleek—it’s a bit awkward, very loud, and often off-balance, but that ends up being part of the fun. It might not land every punch, but it throws enough of them unexpectedly to leave a lasting impression.
Sometimes, a studio swerves just enough off its usual track to catch you by surprise, and that’s exactly what happens with HONG KONG, HONG KONG. Released in 1983 during a turning point for the Shaw Brothers studio, this gritty, character-driven drama trades out flying kicks and choreographed mayhem for something more grounded and personal. It’s a film about survival—not in the stylized sense we usually expect from Shaw Brothers—but in the unglamorous, day-to-day grind of scraping by on the edge of a city that doesn’t make space for the desperate. The story offers no easy answers, but it leans into the power of storytelling to shine a light on the lives lived just outside the frame of prosperity.
What begins as a search for a singer behind a cult track quietly morphs into a moving exploration of identity, loss, and reemergence. GOODBYE HORSES: THE MANY LIVES OF Q LAZZARUS doesn’t unfold like a traditional music documentary—it gradually shapes itself into a deeper reflection on how voices get silenced and what it means to be heard finally. Its stripped-down production and heartfelt storytelling strike a chord long after the credits roll. Even if you don’t recognize the artist or the song's name, I can almost guarantee you’ve heard this song!
BEST WISHES TO ALL sneaks up on you. It starts with a familiar tone that makes you almost forget you're watching a horror movie—until it flips expectations in the most unsettling ways. What begins as a slow, quiet visit to the countryside soon morphs into something much darker, asking serious questions about the cost of happiness and who ends up paying for it. Yûta Shimotsu doesn't just want to creep you out—he wants to make you uncomfortable in the deepest ways possible.
Nobody planned for a Disney Channel movie to shape a town's economic and cultural identity for decades, but that happened in St. Helens, Oregon. In the late '90s, it played host to a modest made-for-TV Halloween movie (full disclosure, I’m a huge fan of the entire HALLOWEENTOWN series), and a lifetime later, it now puts on an elaborate multi-week celebration rooted in that film’s legacy. THE SPIRIT OF HALLOWEENTOWN sets out to document this phenomenon, peeling back the layers of a community that chose to build an identity from the bones of nostalgic pop culture. While the premise should’ve provided fantastic footing for a compelling exploration, the film too often dances around its strongest elements, leaving behind a slightly scattered but occasionally charming portrait.
RUMPELSTILTSKIN charges headfirst into the idea of taking a tale that’s long been tucked away in childhood memory and handing it over to the horror genre—complete with its darker roots intact. This version doesn’t try to soften the impact. Instead, it digs its claws into themes of control, survival, and systemic cruelty, swapping out fairy dust for blood-soaked desperation. Even without a big studio budget, Andy Edwards pulls off something that feels scrappy and deliberate. It is a gritty genre exercise that’s as interested in power dynamics as it is in goblins and spinning wheels.
THE HANDMAID'S TALE: SIXTH AND FINAL SEASON delivers a powerful conclusion to an all too real series, blending drama and suspense with thought-provoking themes. This season ties up longstanding storylines and introduces fresh perspectives that engage the narrative. I’d be lying if I said this series was an easy watch, not because it’s ever bad, but because a series meant as a dystopian nightmare has too many real-world moments as of late.
If a fall from grace used to come with front-page headlines, now it’s more likely to be buried under an outdated YouTube banner and a forgotten TikTok soundbite. THE EGO DEATH OF QUEEN CECILIA takes that modern tragedy and crafts it into a gripping, sometimes bleak, sometimes darkly funny drama that pushes its central character to the brink of obscurity—and then keeps going. This isn’t a story about losing relevance. It’s about how dangerously easy it is to think relevance is all you have.
There’s something uniquely thrilling about watching a film embrace its weirdness with a full heart—and then use it to say something real. A CERTAIN METHOD is a story that sneaks up on you with a wild premise and turns it into a biting reflection on creative survival instead of playing it for cheap thrills. This sort of horror-comedy hybrid has more to say than you'd expect—and says it with just enough madness to leave a lasting mark.
There’s a certain kind of movie that doesn’t try to grab your attention—it slowly pulls you into its characters until you’re trapped in its perspective. THE OLDEST PROFESSION fits that mold perfectly. Marketed under a label associated with erotica, this 1974 entry is anything but ordinary. It takes the studio-mandated requirements—frequent sex scenes, provocative settings—and flips them into something bolder, more unsettling. The result is less about desire and more about survival, with a story that digs into exploitation and social abandonment systems with a sharp, unflinching eye.
ONE DAY THIS KID doesn’t just tell a story—it gives you the sense that you’ve been allowed to overhear something rarely said out loud. There’s an unassuming boldness in how it moves, scene by scene, not trying to strike but instead asking you to reflect, to remember, and maybe even to see yourself differently. It’s not concerned with checking boxes or fitting into the usual dramatics—it’s focused on truth, the quiet kind often ignored in favor of something more polished. And that truth hits hard.
Few Hollywood stories capture as much heart, grit, and glamour as the life of Liza Minnelli, and Bruce David Klein’s documentary LIZA: A TRULY TERRIFIC ABSOLUTELY TRUE STORY does an impressive job balancing the spectacle with personal sincerity. Rather than just another celebrity documentary ticking off career highlights, this one offers a fresh perspective on what makes Minnelli an unforgettable entertainer and an intriguing human being. Klein carefully crafts a narrative that feels like discovering the person behind the performer, rather than merely a chronological account of her celebrity status.