Emile Hirsch

A seriously guilty pleasure aimed squarely at teen boys and sexual Peter Pans.

Comes across as patently false...are there really any suburbs in America like this one, with its family's cute, tragicomic disintegration in the wake of a son's suicide?

The Wachowski Brothers overshoot the mark with Speed Racer, an eccentric misfire that panders to the ADHD set and—in the adult arena—idiots and acid-droppers.

It's hard to shake the feeling that Hardwicke's film is a stunt itself, with talented young actors dolled up in skater drag to peddle Peralta's...self-mythology.

A well-researched model of the true-crime genre...[and] close cinematic relative of Larry Clark's Bully.

That Milk is merely excellent and not transcendent should not obscure its importance to popular culture...

Penn has managed an impressive achievement that qualifies as a great American film.

Friedkin’s pretty shrewd himself, in how he teases out the humor without indulging Letts’ immature glibness, and how he sidesteps Bible Belt baptism to waterboard us in the sewer of selfish human nature.

The unwillingness to 'engage' in larger questions disconcertingly reduces a real-life tragedy to an action movie.

Content finally joined by the movie gods to form—for at last, the moving-picture magpie has lighted on Hollywood as his setting and, in no small part, his subject.