Amanda Seyfried

Complete fluff, and proud of it...Once you adjust your senses, however, you're bound to submit to this vacation of a movie.

Sets thoughts swirling about three bitch-goddesses: the teenage variety (namely Megan Fox’s Jennifer), “success” in the commercial cinema, and that fickle mistress called hype.

Like a couple of hours of channel-surfing among the Travel Channel, the History Channel and Discovery Health.

A mixed bag of suitable and not-so-suitable choices. On balance, though, it's about as compelling a screen version of Les Mis as we have any right to expect...Pop a dramamine and you'll be fine.

Nothing new, but given its solidly built kids' adventure, I'm not going to, y'know, look down on it.

Within spitting distance of good...lesser than the sum of its parts due to deficits of ambition, invention and commitment.

The obvious shots at hipster scenes...eventually sour into a complex critique of modern ambition in a changing cultural landscape.

A serious case of the cutes...Pellington knows his movie is more or less bad, but Shirley there’s an audience for it.

It’s Schrader’s on-point filmmaking--a nouveau spin on the spiritual films, character studies, and transcendental style of cinematic Old Masters like Bergman and Bresson--that functions as what Toller calls 'another form of prayer.'

Addictive...traces that fine line between having hustle and being a hustler, a line we watch Holmes cross after being fed the exceptional stories of Silicon Valley disruptor culture.