Eva Mendes

Guilty-pleasure action sequences...amped-up visuals and hearty, young stars...the problem is that the stilted dialogue and style-over-substance form seem instantly dated.

With its ballsy, bar-raising disregard of sense, this solid sequel mildly improves upon the original...summer movie camp 2 gleefully preposterous 2 be dismissed.

By the end, I felt empty and unconvinced that I'd spent 103 minutes with genuine personalities.

Call this the Legend of the 500-Mile Pothole.

The most satisfying cinematic experience we've had at the multiplex thus far this year, and largely through its disinterest in playing along with movie trends.

As playful as it is...Holy Motors has the power to haunt as much as to amuse.