Bob Graham

He (Aronofsky) has put together a phantasmagoria of self-destructive obsession that is so visually astounding it becomes its own saving grace. Otherwise, we might not be able to bear it.

A venemous Valentine to Hollywood sugarcoated with laughs.

Claude Rains' performance in the title role of The Invisible Man may be outtasight, but you can still see the hand of director James Whale.

The class act of action movies.

The new Planet of the Apes is not a remake, and it's not a sequel. It is an amazing display of imagination.

Potentially oppressive subject matter is redeemed by impeccable moral integrity and stunning artistry.

In Ran, the horrors of life are transformed by art into beauty. It is finally so moving that the only appropriate response is silence.

All bets are off. For my money, Vincent Gallo wins the Triple Crown of indie filmmaking -- for writing, directing and starring in Buffalo '66.

It is impossible to take your eyes off the screen.

Needs to be seen and savored.

Where it really counts, though, it's the same good old comic action fantasy.

Don't be too quick to jump on Hurt with complaints of old-fashioned gay stereotyping. Only with a development well into the movie will the audience realize the layers he brought to Molina's role-playing.

This Alfred Hitchcock film on his familiar theme of the wrongly accused man is outstanding in every respect. [19 Sep 1999, p.52]

A daring, free-spirited and ultimately moving performance by Benjamin Bratt lies at the beating heart of Pinero.

Best movie of the summer.

People who see it may feel like dancing out of the theater afterward. Go for it.

An overwhelming experience.

Not a routine cut-and-paste horror but a full-fledged revenge fantasy -- and a completely satisfying one.

Enter the Dragon goes far beyond the philosophical, of course. Its best sequences, and the only real reason for seeing it again, involve Lee's phenomenal physical and emotional presence.

Stir of Echoes is much more down and dirty (than "The Sixth Sense"), and the thrills are more visceral.

An actors' feast.

It is not merely a thriller but a shocker. It will separate hard-core Jet Li followers from the fair-weather fans.

A viewer may even blink his eyes to be sure the turn of events is actually happening.

The Coens' plotting, with its suspense and reversals, is a source of amazement and delight.

It is an exceptional accomplishment.

The Corruptor' quickly turns into a good bad-cop drama of fascinating moral complexity.

The most striking effect of the Technicolor process is its subtlety. The viewer is aware of the gradations of flesh tones in Leigh's face and can see the color rise in her cheeks. The exact color of her eyes is a source of fascination (they are gray-blue with flashes of green).

It comes as a bonus that this romantic comedy is one of the rare pictures of its type that actually is about something -- the double-edged sword of celebrity.