A Titanic tale of hubris...knot-in-the-stomach scary from the moment the fire gets out of control to the last-ditch heroics that come hours later.

A literally colorful action-adventure plot...[but] fails to replicate the success of February's Wonder Woman at making its leading character not just kick-ass but fascinating.

Furious entertainment for a moment of 'populist rage.' But it’s hard to escape the feeling that Fast & Furious is more than a little…mechanical.

Davies and co-writers John Fay and James Moran load it up with enough surprises to keep jaws dropped and minds racing.

By no means sophisticated science fiction, but it is a helluva lot of fun...Davies specializes in this sort of high-spirited nonsense, which he characterizes as a last chance for the Tenth Doctor to have a fun-loving romp.

Needless to say, logic takes a holiday, just not in the Bahamas.

Strong stuff indeed...swells proportional sight and sound subjectively to convey Hayes' nightmarish experience but also hypes up a story that probably doesn't need the help.

A stop-motion-animation classic-to-be...both in concept and execution, Coraline is wildly creative stuff.

Primally, 300 has a grunting, gut impact...Primarily, it's constructed of fudged history and creative slaughtering, making it a somewhat disturbing American busman's holiday.

Any film that depicts a 'superheroic' rapist-brute as a self-styled parody of America's 'true face' can hardly be accused of thematic squeamishness, and any film that sends readers back to the comic for Moore (and Gibbons) has served the public interest.

Irresistible...the prime hams and real-life friends share comic timing that can only come from years of experience.

Punches up its storytelling with biologically invasive visual effects and a soapy interest in its characters' sexy private lives.

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

Maybury tackles the great Dylan Thomas in The Edge of Love, a speculative investigation into a cloudy period of the poet and dramatist's personal life.

If you're looking for the right kind of distraction for that precocious, scientifically curious youngster in your family, look no further.

Awfully forgettable, but Harlin makes things go boom again, with ruthless efficiency that puts the flick just over the hump of the straight-to-cable Jeff Speakman school.

The best that can be said for Goyer's latest is that it's competent. How competent is a matter of debate, as is the degree to which Goyer is self-aware about the film's camp value.

It's a--look, it has to be said--corny "B" horror flick with a certain je ne sais WTF about it.

For All Mankind is about what makes these men all the same...and, to some extent what makes us all the same: our infinitesimal smallness in the humbling vastness of the universe.

Hollywood likes nothing more than having its cake and eating it too, which explains the confusions of P.J. Hogan’s Confessions of a Shopaholic.

I sure hope Sandler's next movie is about learning the pain of Asian folks...that'd be hilarious!

Remains a potent statement about the horrors of war and a valid testament to the girl who could answer them by writing, 'I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are really good at heart.'

The lazy script fails at every turn fully to exploit the premise...while making the dogged Carrey fetch his shtick.

Creator Matt Nix manages convincing action sequences and a sense of danger while keeping the show essentially optimistic and light-footed.

A towering achievement in American cinema, Spike Lee's Do the Right Thing takes a hard look at a community in crisis.

Not since Psycho has a movie taken such advantage of the phallic nature of slasher horror.

Basically only for completists looking to see Jason take center stage for the first time.

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...

Gorgeous and elliptical...also became for some an instant subject of derision as a prototype for the impenetrable European art film.

For those looking for something for the kids in a Mr. Bean vein, there are worse things than Pink Panther 2. But the overall experience remains dispiriting to those of us who remember Peter Sellers.

Would you sell your body for a night, to the tune of a million dollars? What makes for five minutes of interesting conversation, alas, does not make for an interesting two-hour movie.

The film's moderate artistic success rests on Lyne's unsettling soft-lit style and the resonant leading performances by Douglas, Archer, and Close, who brilliantly does all the work the screenplay doesn't...

Like the box of generic corn flakes, Striking Distance isn't so terrible, but you'll forget it the second you're done with it.

Lost's redemption songs continue to compel, all the way up to another thrilling cliffhanger finale that doles out mortal terrors and, for some, escape.

Part of what makes Lost unique is its sprawling and diverse ensemble; part of it is the show's fearless embrace of 'genre' (read science-fiction) trappings without sacrificing full-blooded character arcs and a novelistic frame.

A vanity project...[but also] a sincere love letter to sailing, as seen through the eyes of a handful of very lucky youngsters.

What truly holds Fletch together isn't the somewhat off-putting Chase—whose screen presence was always defined by a love-it-or-hate it smugness—but his time-tested collaborators: screenwriter Bergman...and director Michael Ritchie...

Two generations of Hollywood 'golden boys' team up in Tony Scott's Spy Game, a neatly plotted espionage thriller.

It's been done to death. And brought back to life. And redone to death.

The epic sweep supports thoughtful reflection on the evolution of a fragile early republic...and the fragile ego of the man crucial to its existence.

Revolutionary Road’s existential dread of unspoken feelings bubbling to the surface perhaps better resembles Tennessee Williams, a towering explorer of authenticity and self-delusion.

Retains the journalistic flavor of its source, in turns terrifying and absurd, with gallows humor never far out of reach.

Unsubtle...A disappointment for adults, [but] still qualifies as a peppy object lesson for would-be overachievers.

Miracle capitalizes on its understanding of team dynamics: the bonding of pain and gain alike, the ownership of integrity over ego, the satisfaction of communal accomplishment.

Skilled hiding isn’t very exciting, so for the sake of the audience, Zwick carefully incorporates some hyped-up action standoffs, the last being an unfortunately laughable stretch of credibility.

With Frank in the great beyond, it's up to Barbra to drive the world into hysterics with her rare public performances.

Couples who want to stay happy might want to think twice before seeking out a movie about how the majority of relationships end up making people paranoid and miserable.

Perhaps no one film speaks more fully to the human condition than The Seventh Seal.

In its natural habitat, Anaconda can be appreciated for its campy pleasures, not the least of which is Jon Voight in a delirious, balls-out performance as creepy Paraguayan snake poacher Paul Serone.

With its investigation (and a few expertly conceived action set pieces), The International builds a compelling case.