Jared Harris

With apologies to Joe Bob...Countless dead bodies. Six breasts...Beer-swilling cowboy zombie-sniper. Demon dogs...Gratuitous accents...Graveyard Fu...

Predictable and, in the end, embarrassingly sappy...[but] does touch on some interesting points about the ethics of drug trials and approvals, the entrepreneurial spirit, and the challenges of doing important work that isn’t a sure thing...

The stealth allegory of the insidious nature of gossip as a tool of domination, and the scathing class satire of misbegotten and socially unjust personal goals, carry a productive sting that should leave kids smarting but a bit wiser...

Honors the original characters just fine, but the leads are lukewarm...the [action] mostly unmemorable ...and the split-the-difference jokey-serious tone errs...on the side of fashion-conscious and smug.