Paul Rudd

Sweet and raunchy in equal measure, which I suppose makes it the aged-to-perfection version of American Pie.

The comedy misfires and the film winds up strangely...impenetrable.

Apatow's part in the rehab of the mainstream comedy relies on the underlying yearnings of archetypal social strivers.

After these 97 minutes, resting in peace sounds pretty good.

The coup de grace comes in the form of Ginormica, a clever metaphor of figurative and literal female empowerment...Plus there’s lots of explosions.

A fairly typical Hollywood bromantic comedy in that one suspects that the improvisatory chops of its likeable star duo made them real-time script doctors.

Unmistakably Little Miss Sunshine-y...a sunny sitcom of family dysfunction...

Its goal is humble: to walk the line between bubblegum pop that indulges trends, and a halfhearted critique of shallowness. I don't think this is what feminists mean by 'having it all'...

Observe the white, middle-class American Catholic teenager in his natural habitat...Though we have, perhaps, never flaunted the fetching eyelashes and perfect skin of these curious creatures...have we not, in a sense, been there?

Mostly succeeds on its own merits...[but] many comedic and musical distractions pad the 134-minute running time and stray from the implicit promise of that title: the film has little to say about middle age...

Had me at 'Ride Like the Wind.' But by 'Shilo,' I was not so sure.

With its playful use of scale, Ant-Man drops a dollop of Lewis Carroll whimsy on the usual clashes of good and evil.

A direct sequel to Captain America: The Winter Soldier...a crazy-cool superhero team-up/smackdown movie to make Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice look like a tea party, and a franchise-launching introduction to the new Spider-Man...

A good time at the movies... If the first film felt more carefully laid out, the sequel succeeds in stoking some Pixar-style emotion in its family dynamics...