Behold, the untapped well of horror....real estate. Specifically the much talked about but rarely fully understood housing crisis in 2008. While there are true story dramedies starring multiple A-Listers to fulfill your cinematic mortgage yarns, here is the debut film by longtime assistant director Jonathan Watson, is here to whet the appetite of those craving an unlikely spree killer farce. Arizona is ridiculous and a tad overlong, but is ultimately a wildly entertaining darkly comedic thriller.

Summer has become a chomping ground for a shark movie resurgence. Ushered in mostly by The Shallows, followed a year later by 47 Meters Down, and now 2018 brings us The Meg; an adaptation of Steve Alten's series of novels that might as well have been dubbed "Jaws for Dummies." However, nearly two hours of giant shark shenanigans pales in comparison to the film's true wonder of nature...a smiling Jason Statham.

With the golden age of the 80's slasher no longer visible in the rear-view, the closest thing we can come to reliving them (apart from dusting off old DVD's or buying restored blu-ray releases) is checking out new interpretations from a modern perspective. The Ranger takes a shot as a hybrid 80's slasher if the killer's childhood hero was Smokey the Bear. In the process, director Jenn Wexler doesn't reinvent the wheel, but seems to be on to something with her deranged park ranger with an axe to grind attitude against those who don't respect the park he's sworn to protect. 

Nothing says “summer blockbuster” like adventures, explosions, and a hunky leading guy and sassy leading lady. And nothing says “summertime review of a summer blockbuster” like that review being posted after the movie is already out of theaters. For those of you who are still dying to read a hot take, though, I didn’t want to leave you hangin’!