Eddie Redmayne

The film finally resembles nothing so much as its most persistent symbol: an objet d'art crafted to impress with empty trickery.

The film gets a full 'This is a work of fiction' disclaimer, even noting that any resemblance to any person living or dead is unintentional. That tells you something about how much trust to put in these historical CliffsNotes.

Disturbing in the extreme, Savage Grace gives a guided history tour of a family as dysfunctional as they come.

Williams is better than the picture, but within the screenplay's constraints, she nails every possible nuance of physical and emotional expression. It's dazzling work, and reason alone to spend ninety-nine minutes 'with Marilyn.'

A mixed bag of suitable and not-so-suitable choices. On balance, though, it's about as compelling a screen version of Les Mis as we have any right to expect...Pop a dramamine and you'll be fine.

With its equation tantalizingly out of reach, winds up being by the numbers.

To the extent we still demand rich characters and sensible plotting, the Wachowskis' latest is a few planets short of a galaxy.

I have heard the cash cow moo...the sort of movie many will feel obliged to like more than they actually want to clamor right back onto the ride.