She speaks Spanish. She can play the piano. She can negotiate an Olympic-sized swimming pool. Is there anything Dakota Fanning can’t do?
Become “one” with Irma P. Hall’s killer humdingers with the DVD’s enhanced ScriptScanner enhanced computer feature.
Don’t be fooled by the R rating on the back cover of the DVD, Ewan McGregor’s penis is still uncut.
You ain’t seen nothin’ until you’ve seen Milla Jovovich kick a Doberman in the face.
Call it Buddha for Hippies, and as such the last movie in the world South Park’s Cartman would ever watch.
Kaena: The Prophecy is a terrible film, but this DVD ranks among Sony Home Entertainment’s best.
Luis Miguel Albaladejo’s film gives way under the strain of too many agendas.
“You Bled My Momma. You Bled My Poppa. But You Wont Bleed Me.” Words to live by.
Considering the material’s non-stop hysteria, it’s anyone’s guess why Marek Kanievska decides to play it all so straight.
Claude Miller follows his successful Alias Betty with the equally mechanical life-imitating-art La Petite Lili.
The film is nothing but a CGI-laden Frankenstein built from spare pop-cultural parts.
The film says absolutely nothing about the way we live our lives.
Soul Plane isn’t even good if you’re high, but Mo’Nique sure is funny.
What is infibulation?
Don’t bother looking for the political comedy buried somewhere beneath this 90-minute-plus male fantasy for heterosexual geeks.
Hey, it’s better than the Shrek films.
For fans of David Beckham and The Matrix and everyone in between.
Tobe Hooper’s latest is not unlike an episode of Melrose Place as imagined by Lucio Fulci.
Like A Beautiful Mind, it’s corny through and through, except its aesthetic is considerably more schizophrenic.
The film’s middle stretch is an unmistakable tour de brute force.