The Hawk Is Dying’s central object may live to be airborne, but this dud never once manages to fly.
The disc’s image quality is so reprehensible it makes it impossible to enjoy Catherine O’Hara’s great performance.
Perhaps the saddest thing about this debacle is that it’s Chris Noonan’s follow-up to 1995’s Babe.
The filmmakers may have created the gay camp classic of 2006.
The Painted Veil is more or less from the school of motion picture that Pauline Kael used to say “reeks of quality.”
The heavy lifting is left mainly to the performers, who virtually all make the grade.
Catherine O’Hara is the rare comic who never plays scenes for cheap laughs, and amazingly bags every one.
The film is an Oliver Stone panorama by way of The Love Boat.
Driving Lessons is the type of movie that makes you want to single-handedly dismantle the British film industry.
Will there ever be a decent movie made about any part of Ludwig van Beethoven’s life?
Hell, the mood was so sedate that Sean Penn and Russell Crowe were even chipper, the latter happily chatting up fans in the street.
Casey Affleck is better than Lonesome Jim, but Lonesome Jim is leagues better than Elizabethtown.
The tequila runs through Maggie Gyllenhaal’s veins, but the film unfortunately needs a new tap.
It’s hard to think of a recent film that nails the circular games of adults trying to get laid and then talking their way out of it.
Lonesome Jim feels as if it’s from an earlier time and not in a good way.
Rent-heads will shriek for joy when they encounter the supplemental materials available on this two-disc DVD edition.
Virtually no musical number transpires without an array of swirling indifference, undermining a lot of the drama.
Even in its stripped-down form, there’s almost nothing here you haven’t seen before.
If only the movie could have found a way to put Shirley MacLaine in every scene.
One more ’50s housewife role for Julianne Moore and a biopic on Betty Crocker can’t be too far behind.