Rosamund Pike

For most of Die Another Day's incorrigible 132 minutes, I had a bloody good time.

As far as I can tell, no one is at the controls of Doom.

Wright's ability to evoke sympathy for even the marginal characters--partly by exercising ingeniously economical staging to catch them in private moments--distinguishes this Pride & Prejudice.

Doesn't hold up to a lick of scrutiny, which is a shame, since it provides such juicy material for a pair of contrasting actors...

A smart little genre outing, an endangered species in modern Hollywood.

Since Barney’s Version is nothing if not a character study, Giamatti is the surly, sarcastic selling point.

If the mere mention of the blue-footed booby sends you into paroxysms, The Big Year is the film for you.

[McQuarrie] spreads a unearned veneer of intelligence over...a plot one character aptly describes as 'grassy-knoll ludicrous.'

You can go home again. But it's going to involve a lot of drinking.

Once the chaotic adult-fairy-tale elements override Fincher’s otherwise meticulous style, one suspects this tawdry tale of marital fury signifies nothing more than a nihilistic view of heterosexual marriage.

A contrived but effective parable of the American West, its painful legacy, and small measures of redemption...But our focus frustratingly remains on the white people and Blocker’s struggle to reach empathy...