Demi Moore

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.

Evans makes Mr. Brooks the CEO of a box factory--because who would suspect the CEO of a box factory? Plus he's pro-life--how ironic!

An enthralling bauble of many facets: part feminist thriller, part "howdunnit" mystery, and all good old-fashioned story.

An unqualified populist success...works because it evinces a sincerity rarely felt in today's cinema.

Would you sell your body for a night, to the tune of a million dollars? What makes for five minutes of interesting conversation, alas, does not make for an interesting two-hour movie.

The premise begs for wicked bite, but winds up poking along amiably. That’s the problem with these Joneses: it’s all too easy to keep up with them.