I've already sang the praises of recently overdue veterans, Christopher Nolan and Paul Thomas Anderson, by creating their respective top five lists. As I'm writing this, we're on the eve of the upcoming Fall festival season, where we'll be seeing upcoming award contenders rise and fall. But as we've seen every year, not all the narratives we build up or predict to happen will occur. Anyone remember when certain pundits thought Wicked: For Good would be the next Return of the

Oh, the lowly Netflix Original Movie. I talk repeatedly about Shudder movies and about how I never ever know what I'm going to get when I open up that service. It could be an extremely delightful hidden gem, or it could be repetitive crap I've seen dozens of times before. But with Netflix... man, doesn't it FEEL like we know what we are going to get? For every K-Pop Demon Hunters, we get about twenty The Last Days Of American Crime. Netflix movies are notoriously bad, but the

Buddy (Keegan-Michael Key) is an anthropomorphic talking unicorn with magical powers and the host of a 1990s-style children's television program. The show centers around him teaching lessons and playing with four children, in the same vein as something like Barney. But when two of the children, Freddy (Delaney Quinn) and Wade (Caleb Williams), become increasingly suspicious of Buddy and his short temper, they begin planning their escape from this seemingly inescapable world.