Chris Evans

I have no idea how other film critics are going to handle reviewing Avengers Endgame. It’s a film that’s so heavily tied not just to other Marvel films, but since it's so obvious that the film began as Avengers Infinity War, Part II, writing out the plot of the movie feels like writing out the second half of a shorter film. So with that in mind, I’m going to try something different than the standard formula where I tell you what happens and then give my thoughts. Instead, I’m going to try and impart what it feels like to watch Avengers Endgame, and also give some viewing advice. Hopefully, you already got your tickets, since I hear they’re in...

I’ve had three intensely stressful but worthwhile movie experiences. When I saw The Importance of Being Earnest as a dorky twelve year-old, I was so delighted by its twists and turns and pseudo-sexual content that I distractedly drank an extra-large lemonade on my own. The inevitable battle between film and bladder began, and in my distraction, eyes glued to the screen, I gnawed on the edges of my waxy paper cup until the whole thing was nothing but a horrible white wad that took up most of my mouth. The second, a way less gross instance, was seeing Gravity on a stormy...