Matthew Lickona 4 p.m., Feb. 21
Criminal mastermind Doc (Kevin Spacey) never works with the same crew twice, but he wouldn’t think of doing a job without Baby (Ansel Elgort) behind the wheel. This raises the question of how the plucky Bambino became top whip, when all of the robberies he’s involved in end with the virtuoso getaway driver doing doing donuts and tire-squealing neutral- and reverse-drops capable of attracting every cop within a one mile radius... But buy into that premise and you’re guaranteed a good 45-minute stretch, until coincidence joins forces with faux-Tarantino dialogue to form a good sense gridlock. Edgar Wright’s (Hot Fuzz, The World’s End) scattergun approach to comic mayhem never connected with my inner-fanboy. (I kept asking myself, “What would Joe Dante do?”) But as dopey as it all is, in this case, it’s the little things — rows of laundromat clothes driers spinning their color-coordinated contents in perfect time, a Mike Myers disguise that outdoes Tommy Maitland, Paul Williams — that satisfy most. With Jon Hamm, Eiza González, and Lily James. 2017.