The only thing mysterious about Orphan is why Vera Farmiga and Peter Sarsgaard signed on to such an idiotic mess.
Poseidon’s special effects were unattractive and scarcely film-like on the big screen, but they’re almost credible on TV.
Poseidon recognizes and encourages belief in the popular popcorn-movie theory of The Survival of the Whitest.
The film awkwardly shifts gears from gritty independent film realism to gonzo hysteria without ever feeling accurate.
Maxim’s writers should stick to reviewing breasts and Florent Siri should stop making movies.
This modernized Amityville Horror—a smorgasbord of strobe lights, screeching soundtrack noises, and silly specters—deserves little more than condemnation.
A Heaven Can Wait DVD figures prominently in Hostage, but there's more hellfire than wit or romance in Florent Siri's thriller.
The film is a hollow CGI extravaganza that reduces a child’s fantasy trip to the North Pole to a roller coaster ride of excitement.
Daddy Day Care seems to exist solely to sedate a theater-going public’s offspring. And while the film’s sense of sobriety should do the job, don’t expect The Witches.