WON’T YOU BE MY NEIGHBOR?

UNFRIENDED: DARK WEB

1/2 R, 88 minutes. Stonington and Lisbon. Back in 2014, when the computer-based “Unfriended” was released, the kind of online menace we could imagine was mostly bullying — an anonymous mob unleashed online. That all seems so quaint these days. Now, in the summer of 2018, with the release of “Unfriended: Dark Web,” the online threats to the very fabric of our existence are so much realer, and so much more human. Foreign hackers are being indicted for meddling in United States elections, bitcoin and blockchain are on everyone’s lips (even if no one really understands them), and “Unfriended: Dark Web” is poised to capitalize on the zeitgeist. The smartly-constructed sequel to “Unfriended” is written and directed by Stephen Susco, a seasoned horror screenwriter making his directorial debut. He uses the same device as the first film, taking place entirely on a computer screen, populated by a Skype session among a friend group of young adults who live their lives online. What they find on the laptop reveals a deep network of individuals willing to trade huge sums of money for hideously cruel and depraved acts. And now that Matias has the laptop and they’ve discovered the group, the targets are on their backs. — Katie Walsh, Tribune News Service

1/2 PG-13, 93 minutes. Through tonight only at Westbrook. “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?,” Morgan Neville’s admiring portrait of public television pioneer Fred Rogers, feels reverse-engineered to soothe the rapidly fraying nerves of a country mired in political and pop-culture food fights. Revisiting Rogers’ signature TV show, “Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood,” and the kind but steadfastly enigmatic man behind it, Neville has created a film that operates both as a dewy-eyed nostalgia trip and stirring appeal for civility. Rather than a wistful look back at the way things used to be, “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?” leaves viewers wrestling with our own collective conscience in the hereand-now, contemplating our own commitment to the unconditional love and acceptance that Rogers championed so passionately. As an empathic, enlightened call to arms, “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?” winds up being as quietly, cozily radical as its subject. — Ann Hornaday, Washington Post range from Japanese — spring rolls, edamame, crab rangoon — to broad-based pub food like chimichangas, fried chicken nuggets and chicken wings.

Spring rolls ($2.99 for two) were plump, hot and stuffed with diced, fresh vegetables. And I might as well say now that anything fried at Pequot Hibachi is remarkably nongreasy. An order of crab rangoon ($5.99 for a huge batch of 10) was an amazing and delicious bargain. They’re fat, triangular pillows of glory, with the tangy, thick cream cheese mixed with finely slawed crab and scallions and delicately spangled with what’s probably Old Bay seasoning.

“BBQ” is shorthand for skewers of steak, octopus, shrimp, chicken, chicken gizzards or corn dogs ($1.49 each.) These are bargains and a non-filling way to start the dining experience. A chicken stick, for example, featured strips of breast meat, dry-rubbed with chili powder and lightly marinated with soy sauce. Juicy and very good. The shrimp version featured three large and similarly prepared crustaceans; alas, they were chewy and dry.

Main courses are divided into Yaki Soba (a wide noodle dish, $6.99-$8.99), fried rice ($6.99$8.99), Bento specials (complete boxed meals, all $9.99), and hibachi and combination dinners ($8.99-$16.99). The basic variations involve choosing vegetable, chicken, beef, scallops, salmon, steak and mix-and-match thereof.

My wife, Eileen, who has not eaten meat since two weeks after our wedding in 1936, has tried Vegetable Yaki Soba ($6.99) and Vegetable Fried Rice ($6.99). They’re very substantial portions, and she was able to take leftovers to work. The Yaki Soba noodles were toothsome and melded well when stir fried with chopped onion, zucchini, broccoli and carrot — and whispers of chili paste, soy sauce and rice wine vinegar provided just the right punctuation. As for the fried rice, the same core vegetables were utilized, tucked playfully, E reported, in a giant mound of delicately cooked and flavor-happy rice. Again: zero grease factor.

I’ve opted for Shrimp Fried Rice ($8.99), and Eileen’s right: the rice is lovely and, this time, the shrimp were beautiful, with a bit of snap to the bite and a just a lingering hint of spice. My favorite dish, though, was the Salmon & Shrimp combination ($14.99). It came with crisp, steamed, fresh vegetables, a choice of soup or (in my case) a plain, torn-lettuce salad. Over rice, though, were carved hunks of tender chicken and a sizable brick of fresh fish. The salmon, with grill marks, was moist, dusted with a light rub similar to cumin, and moist throughout. If you carve a small bite, spear some chicken along with it, and roll it all in the rice, it provides a wonderful melange.

There are also lunch specials available at Pequot Hibarchi & BBQ ($6.99-$9.99) and desserts ranging from Japanese ice cream to apple pie. We haven’t tried them but, since we plan on regular visits, we’ll get there. In the meantime, give it a shot, whether through takeout or to relax and observe the madness of summertime on Pequot Avenue.