For me, summer movies usually offer less to anticipate and more to dread. Hey, it's Michael Bay's favorite time to do his unbeatable worst. Using the lamest excuse ("We just want to entertain"), Hollywood studios dump acres of sequel/prequel/remake garbage. Remember last summer? For every Toy Story 3 there was a crap chip off the block of Twilight or Iron Man or Karate Kid or Sex and the City. For every original work like Inception, there was a Knight and Day or Jonah Hex or Killers or – Adam Sandler be damned – Grown Ups. This summer, I offer up a dozen movies that at least show promise, five that fill me with horror and five goodies that come in under the radar.