A thoroughly decent presentation of a well-intentioned misfire.
Sometimes an inner demon can be silenced with a single dirty joke.
We’re picking this one out of a hat, folks.
A handsome Blu-ray presentation of a film that largely plays like one of those video game cutscenes you can’t skip.
The film gets off on gender-fucking the conventions of romantic and caper comedies.
The phenomenon of the holiday makes it necessary for practically everyone to get into the spirit of things.
Robert Zemeckis is as committed to motion-capture CG animation as Ebenezer Scrooge is to pinching pennies.
The latest IMAX deep-sea-dive exploration is expectedly rudimentary but a splendor to watch.
That stink emanating from the vicinity of Yes Man is desperation.
The filmmakers have padded their running time with gracefully choreographed but needlessly long, convoluted action scenes.
Horton Hears a Who! is the finest adaptation yet of the legendary Dr. Seuss’s work.
Stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupid.
Throughout, Schumacher can’t get his tacky sense of style out of the way.
This review’s opening sentence, the really dull, pointless one that you are reading at this very moment, is composed of exactly 23 words.
See DVD come out. See people with brains not buy it.
Social commentary mingles with stupid comedy in Fun with Dick and Jane, a flaccid, humorless update of the 1977 George Segal-Jane Fonda romp.
“The Movie of the Decade.” What else is on?
Director Peter Weir and screenwriter Andrew Niccol merely settle for purveying unthreatening, self-satisfied cleverness.
A hearty and sophisticated DVD presentation for a film that’s better than your average Hollywood stink pile.
The film is a pleasantly episodic and surprisingly sinister account of a deranged lunatic trying to kill three orphans.