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In the vein established by 21 Jump Street of taking a serious television series and transforming it into a comedy comes Baywatch. I’m sure everyone remembers Baywatch, possibly one of the most watched television series of all time that featured buxom ladies like Pamela Anderson and Yasmine Bleeth in tight swimsuits, running in slow motion.  Transplanted for a moderate time period, this film adaptation features this generation’s hard bodies such as Zac Efron, Dwayne Johnson, and Alexandria Daddario (those eyes are hypnotic) taking on the established and iconic roles of Matt Brody, Mitch Buchannon, and Summer Quinn.

In Emerald Bay, an elite squad of lifeguards patrols the beach, going above and beyond to protect the people of the community. Led by Mitch Buchannon, this group finds themselves investigating murder and the increase in drug activity, which leads to businesswoman Victoria Leeds, who has a plan to privatize the beach, and surrounding businesses.

Alien Covenant is a perfect example of making a plan and sticking with it, because if you don’t you may be infected by an alien organism that will explode out of your chest. Graphic, I know, but informative, right? The latest installment in the Alien franchise picks up sometime after Prometheus and continues to pursue the critical question that was posed in the previous film: who created life? An intergalactic colonial expedition comes to face to face with their worst nightmare. It’s ironic how a mission to preserve life results in so much death.

Fifteen years after the events of Prometheus, a colony ship named Covenant is bound for a remote planet with thousands of colonists and embryos when they are struck by a neutrino burst (think of it as a power space storm) which damages the ship and results in the death of several colonists as well as members of the crew, including the ship’s captain (James Franco). Thrust into the leadership role, Christopher Oram (Billy Crudup) finds himself overwhelmed by his new position and dissent among the crew.

We need Harley Quinn.”

Warner Bros. still has a bit of a ways to go before its stable of DC Comics superheroes catches up to Disney’s dominant Marvel Cinematic Universe. However, Warner and DC have long had the upper hand on both the small screen (Smallville, Arrow, The Flash) and with their animated, direct-to-video offerings. Before Wonder Woman saved the day earlier this summer, one of DC's recent big-screen highlights was the way Margot Robbie's Harley Quinn enlivened the supervillain mash-up Suicide Squad. And while I'm fully aware that Harley's appeal lies in being a strong, sexy, wisecracking nutjob, I wish the makers of this well-deserved small-screen showcase had taken her a bit more seriously.

"I'm Dr. Jason Bull. I'm not a lawyer. I'm an expert in what's called trial science. I study the jury's behavioral patterns. I know what they're thinking before they do. Everything my team learns gets plugged into a matrix, which allows us to assemble a shadow jury that is scary in its predictive efficiency. The verdict you get depends on me, and that's no bull."

When Michael Weatherly left NCIS after 13 seasons, it's not like he didn't have a pretty wide safety net. It should be noted that they did not kill off the character, leaving him room if his other plans didn't quite work out the way he planned. Those other plans can be found in the new CBS drama Bull in which Weatherly plays the title character and gets his chance to see what it's like to be number one on the call sheet. If you're looking for a clone of the beloved Tony DiNozzo, you will likely be somewhat disappointed. Dr. Jason Bull is intentionally miles away from that character. It's a somewhat brave move, but likely a necessary one if Weatherly is ever going to be thought of as anything but crazy Tony DiNozzo. But what about the show itself?

"From the day we arrive on the planet and blinking, step into the sun, there's more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than can ever be done. There's far too much to take in here. More to find than can ever be found..."

There's a period in the 1990's that has often been referred to as the second golden age of Disney animation. The studio had fallen from its once mighty perch, and most film historians tend to agree there was a creative dark ages through the 1980's. But the renaissance of the studio began with Aladdin in 1992 would go on to include such tremendous classics as Beauty And The Beast and The Little Mermaid. None of these films speak to the resurgence of the animated feature like The Lion King. The film set every animated record there was and holds some of those box office records today. It can be safely stated that the great flood of animated projects that followed can be traced to the impact of The Lion King. In 1996 Simba was the most popular name chosen for new housecats. Elton John saw his appeal extend to children, and there could be no mistake that the animated feature was back.

Tragedy has a way of tearing families apart, and that is the case in Oxenfree, a story about three foster brothers who reunite at their family’s vacation lodge. As expected, their reunion is not a happy one, as old wounds are reopened and differences are brought to the forefront. But beyond that, Oxenfree displays a childlike wonder that you cannot help but enjoy as the three embrace the better parts of their childhoods via the retelling of a ghost story passed down from generation to generation, as well as an epic battle for a makeshift fort. It is definitely a film worth seeing, and a wholesome experience that the entire family can enjoy.

Roy (Paul Vonasek), Benjamin (Timothy R. Lane), and Aaron (Steven Molony) are three foster brothers who reunite following the death of their father. Now this does not start off as a happy reunion, as Roy and Aaron immediately get into an argument regarding Roy taking their father’s old truck without permission. Things come to a head as Aaron attempts to implement several ground rules for the weekend, such as no using their cell phones and no talking about the events that transpired at their father’s funeral (i.e. Roy getting drunk and causing a scene after Benjamin pulled a no-show). Things also become physical when the two discuss their brother Benjamin, and whether he will actually show up for the weekend.

It seems there is no end in sight for comic book properties being bought and turned into movies or television series. Lucifer is one of the newer properties getting the television treatment, and personally this was a title I was looking forward to. With Tom Kapinos (Californication and Dawson’s Creek) at the helm, this seemed like it would be a good fit, though one thing did nag at me. When you have a show called Lucifer and it is about the devil taking a vacation on Earth, is broadcast television really the proper outlet? As a fan of Californication I was excited to see what Kapinos would do with the material and for the most part the show doesn’t disappoint. (Though it would seem with season 2, Kapinos has stepped away from the show to some degree.) Now with the second season hitting DVD shelves, I’m happy to say that show has found its voice and is a helluva lot of fun.

Lucifer Morningstar (Tom Ellis) is indeed the devil and has been vacationing on Earth for a few years with no real desire to go back home. He’s a ladies’ man who runs LUX, one of the hottest nightclubs in Los Angeles. But along with living the playboy lifestyle, he’s also a consultant with the LAPD. Lucifer’s brother, Amenadiel (D.B. Woodside) is an angel that has been tasked by God to not only look after Lucifer but to bring him back to his rightful place in Hell. The rivalry between the two brothers has simmered down this season and that’s actually nice because the pair actually have a good chemistry together.  But then again nothing can unite two people feuding more than a mutual enemy, and for these guys their enemy is their mother. Turns out their mother is the Goddess of all Creation and takes the form of Charlotte Richards (Tricia Helfer), a corrupt defense attorney. Naturally, drama and chaos ensue.

The blues has had a tremendous impact on our contemporary popular culture, as it is largely the foundation of what we have come to understand as “pop music.” Without the blues, cultural phenomena such as Rock N’ Roll, Beatlemania, the British Invasion, heavy metal, hip-hop, gangsta rap, grunge, and contemporary pop would have evolved much differently. Even as I look over that list, I can’t make an argument for any one of those cultural shifts to be as impactful or as lasting as the blues. Perhaps I am a little biased as a rock enthusiast and musician, but every good guitar player knows that most of their stylistic flair can be traced right back to the Deep South.

I Am the Blues takes audiences through some of Louisiana’s bayous and parts of the Mississippi Delta in order to capture what can be described as the spirit of the blues. Daniel Cross managed to film multiple powerful performances and develop a narrative that provides a philosophical cohesion the emulates the blues itself: simple enough to understand, yet complex enough to be just out of reach. With Bobby Rush’s guidance, Cross takes viewers on a pilgrimage to the Chitlin’ Circuit, grabbing interviews and performances of local blues legends along the way.

I used to be a basketball fan back in the '90s when Michael Jordan was a God on the court and you had Larry Johnson as “Grandmama” before Madea was ever a thing. Every year, some sort of inspirational sports story seems to come out. And for the most part it seems, whether it's basketball or another sport, it’s generally the same story. But every once in a while one of the films will break the mold and give us something special. Don’t get to excited: I’m not saying Wolves is one of those films, but it is at least better than most of the other films of its ilk. I can still watch an NBA game and enjoy it, but it’s just not the same for me. I bring this up because, honestly, I was worried my lack of passion for the game could influence my thoughts. But as any good sports film should do, the story manages to transcend the sport and deliver engaging drama off the court. Unfortunately, there is a bit more drama than this film can handle.

Anthony (Taylor John Smith) goes to private school in Manhattan and is the star player on the school’s basketball team. As their season is winding down and the playoffs are in sight, he is being scouted by Cornell University, where Anthony has dreams of attending. Even as a standout, his coaches and family have concerns that he lacks the aggression it takes to be the next level standout he has the potential to be.

My name is Chuck Wepner. You don't know me...well, you do know me, but you don't know you know me.”

Unless you're a hardcore boxing fan (or a Jersey boy/girl), chances are you don't know the name Chuck Wepner. On the other hand, you don't have to be a sports buff or a movie buff to know the name Rocky Balboa. Wepner is a former heavyweight boxer, and his 1975 title bout with Muhammad Ali served as the inspiration for Sylvester Stallone's Oscar-winning classic. Originally titled The Bleeder (my two cents...they should've stuck with that title), Chuck is the story of “The Real Rocky.”