Certainly a bad film. But darn it, it ain't a half-bad movie. 

Certainly a bad film. But darn it, it ain't a half-bad movie. 

Like a prankster let loose in a puzzle factory, director David Lynch creates dysfunctional mysteries which defy the simple piecing together of a coherent solution. His puzzles may lack key pieces, ha... 

Note to self: accept no British imports trying to be American trash. 

[This] honest-to-God kid's movie--and a good one, no less...serves up a sweet-natured and reasonably authentic platter of kid culture. 

Competence and a core faithfulness are enough to communicate the simple charms of E.B. White's perennial children's novel. 

If you can be satisfied skipping along its surface, Dreamgirls fulfills its splashy, superficial promise of glitter, glamour, and sass. 

As in The Passion of the Christ, Gibson's empathy extends only as far as feeling his characters' pain...It is, however, a rip-roaring, ultraviolent action picture. 

I'll take Blood Diamond over Lethal Weapon 5 any day. Let's call it a flawed gem. 

For his eccentric indie Off the Black, James Ponsoldt casts Nick Nolte as a slovenly, sloppy-drunk old cuss who cleans up nice only to tape sad and lonely video diaries. In his capacity as a local um... 

A rather sweet tale about each family member struggling to accept the others on their own terms...provides the sort of heartening, Capraesque movie moment of which we'd all like to believe our lives are capable. 

A new generation of kids gets its John Hughes on...surprisingly bearable. 

At one point Amanda remarks, 'In the world of love, cheating is not acceptable.' Also no longer acceptable: romantic comedies set in 'the world of love.' 

A fitful, contrived, 131-minute guilt trip which fails to convince an audience to fully invest in any of its characters. 

You know what they call a Royale with Cheese in Austin, Texas? The Big One...ambitious and a typically satisfying outing for one of America's most consistent directors. 

'When You Care Enough to Send the Very Best'...the film has all the substance, visual appeal, and excitement of a Hallmark card. 

A ridiculous but cheerful toss-off...amusing and charming. 

Adrian Belic's straightforward film shows the men in action and allows them to tell -- in their salty, no-B.S. way -- their own stories of how and why they do what they do. 

Ever wondered what playwright Tony Kushner was up to from 2002 to 2004? Then Wrestling with Angels is the film for you. Like a series of semi-promotional newsmagazine segments stitched together, Frie... 

Tarantinoid...the machinations are all familiar enough that your unoccupied brain may drift off to wonder how Hartnett's made a career out of bad haircuts. 

Every isolated moment or trapping that might be excused in a better film leaps up like a cowlick that just won't behave: Demi Moore drawling through 'Louie Louie' comes to mind. 

Hugely ambitious and visually commanding...the kind of artful, textured, defiantly non-mainstream gamble more filmmakers should be taking. 

Are Guest and Levy scared of biting the hand that feeds or simply out of touch? In either case, the answer can't be good. 

A creepy look at the borderline personalities on both sides of the line between celebrity and citizen. 

Will the audience be 'rocked' by the band's wily charms or let down by a slack story that repeats too many decade-old jokes? Stoked or bummed? Everyone knows rock is about rebellion, so f*@# it: call me stoked. 

If you can surrender to the film's crazy convictions, it's a popcorn-munching wild ride worth taking. 

The greatest adventure and saddest irony--taught alike by teachers to students and students to teachers--is that the big picture of history is writ small and ruthlessly unforgiving in each life--indeed, in every moment. 

Director George Miller—known for the Mad Max movies, The Witches of Eastwick, and the Babe films—returns in the family-friendly vein with a CGI-animated extravaganza about singing and dan... 

Steve Anderson gets a lot of people on record about the F-word in his aptly-titled documentary Fuck. If the title offends you, you obviously won't cotton to the 629 utterances of the word, but Anders... 

It takes only a small leap of imagination to get from Jim Davis to GI Steven Green, the 21-year-old alleged rapist-murderer...men like Jim are trying to unwind from something worse than a bad day at the office. 

The beautifully photographed digital doc Iraq in Fragments is consistently frustrating, but still a valuable glimpse into contemporary Iraq. Director James Longley devotes roughly a half-hour to each... 

A fantasy, so it's not obligated to be logical, but it should at least have internal logic and follow its own set of rules. A failure to do so untethers the film. 

We'd all be better off if we could find our grace without a camera's obstruction, but ironically, Block's film provides a useful direction to see our way. 

Though its humble pleasures give cause to pause and reflect on the Spanish filmmaker's occasionally overpraised output, Volver is a diverting melodrama... 

It's like a Family Channel movie escaped and hid out in a movie theater. 

More concerned with character, well-timed sight and sound gags, and witty banter than it is with smooth plotting....[but] well-worth the plunge. 

No film in the history of cinema has succeeded in being more 'outrageously funny'... 

That the narration and Field's God's-eye camera draw attention to the film's form doesn't detract from its function: to give us that 'second' in the mirror... 

Graham Greene it's not....Whitaker's striking work aside, The Last King of Scotland is insipid, obvious movieland history. 

Conversations with God. Nice work if you can get it, and you can get it if you try. 

Steel assembles a scrapbook of suicide: reminiscences of surviving family and friends and magnetically morbid caught-on-tape records of people's last living moments on Earth. 