Jim Broadbent

A strange hybrid of Verne's story, goofy Disney fare like The Absent-Minded Professor, and cheerily anachronistic Jackie Chan buddy comedies like Shanghai Knights.

Taking a cue from Thackeray's spry, witty, self-referential narration, Indian director Nair emphasizes the allusions to her native country...as a land of exotic escape...

Easy come, easy go...has the right satirical snap, energetic pace, and likeable performances to stay consistently amusing.

Oscar winner Jim Broadbent turns up long enough to say, "I wish I was dead."

Zwigoff too often picks up his putty knife when he should be running with scissors...doesn't quite add up to the sum of its parts, but some of the parts are pretty amusing all the same.

Endearingly overstuffed...curiously high-strung...[but has] a pleasing sense of the absurd...

The impact is all in the broad strokes of Scorsese's design: the corresponding coming-of-age stories of three confused and violent adolescents: Amsterdam Vallon, New York City, and America.

Tucker delivers a stroke of casting so perfect it might seem obvious: Oscar winner Jim Broadbent as the father and Colin Firth as the son.

Inkheart gets a pass for making books seem cool (if scary): if only it could have done the same for movies.

In achieving a credible realism, Leigh and his actors refreshingly avoid the tidy and obvious.

Thematically, like any good myth, the Harry Potter story comes full circle, with a heroic homecoming and the promise of more adventures, if only in our imaginations.

The Wachowskis and Tykwer are determined to make you understand eternity, and in that and only that, they succeed: by the time you get to the film’s endless series of endings, you’ll feel as if you’ve lived lifetimes.

Despite breathless proclamations about 'the biggest, most high profile murder case in British history' and timely trappings of closely held government secrets threatening to come to light, it all turns out to be rather boilerplate.

Little satisfies more at the movies than the relatively cheap special effect catalyzed by putting together a couple of great actors and letting them (figuratively speaking) dance a lengthy pas de deux.

Even if you don’t like the film—though it’s a fair bet you will—it will prime you for a spirited discussion about the choices of its hero...who strives to sort out her best judgement from her impulses, her hope from her naivete...

Though at times precious, Bennett’s sly script masks that deeply sentimental core with comic edge and a writer’s willful, mercenary remove.

As artless as it can be—and as thuddingly predictable about the baby’s parentage and whom Bridget will end up with—even grumps will admit to scattered amusing bits...and the likeability of Zellweger and Firth.