Charles Taylor

Even dressed up in tabloid lighting and cut with jagged edits, this pulp nihilism never goes beyond daytime TV banality.

Isn't particularly assaultive, but it can still make you feel that you never want to see another car chase, explosion or gunfight again.

"Star Wars" fans deserve better.

The irony of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen is that it has the most literate pedigree of any action movie you're likely to see this year or next -- and it's been made by people who seem to have no sense of how to tell a story.

It's like receiving a box of Valentine's chocolates in which someone has deliberately hidden ground glass. Flee.

Jackie Chan is thoroughly wasted in a bad suit and a witless comedy.

The problem with She Hate Me is that there's no playfulness in Lee's provocations. He doesn't have the style or the naughty joie de vivre that you need to make a sex farce.

Such a blatant imitation of Adrian Lyne's Reaganite thriller that the only thing you can be grateful for is that it's far too clumsy to get people arguing about it or taking it seriously.

Penn's portrayal strikes me as equally insensitive. It's the nightmare performance of 2001.

One of those movies that makes you feel as if the national IQ was dropping while you're watching it. It's the return of all the homiletic clichés about an America that never existed.

There isn't a frame of The Musketeer that's believable even as a Hollywood re-creation of a fantasy world. It's conventionally picturesque, except in the nighttime and interior scenes, which are dark to the point of glaucoma.

Totally unwatchable if it weren't for Ashley Judd.

The most dispiriting thing about Gloria is that it's further evidence that filmmakers just don't know what to do with Sharon Stone.

There's a vacancy in The Million Dollar Hotel, and it's between Wim Wenders' ears.

The movie is flat-footed, and the pacing gives you time to rest between laughs.

I think you'd have to be comatose or mentally incompetent not to find Enough ludicrous.

Who cares about old guys and young girls? This handsome romantic slop finds other problems.

Stallone returns in a gangster remake that wears itself (and the audience) out trying to be cutting-edge stylish.

Speed 2 is such an inept piece of direction that it's anybody's guess whether De Bont understands how to convey where two characters are in spatial relation to each other or in relation to the action.

I haven't had a worse time at the movies this summer.

The movie is crass and vulgar almost beyond belief.

There's nothing worse than a bad farce -- except for this Cuban missile crisis comedy that wastes talent like Sigourney Weaver, John Turturro and Alan Cumming.

Turns out to be merely bad -- not a train wreck, not the crime against humanity it's been rumored to be.

It is a testament to our national determination that Nathan is not stymied by his almost complete lack of talent, his slipshod timing or his crude comic sensibility.

The film flails incoherently from set to set, trying to be kicky and madcap and pop, but with no sense of the show's casual acceptance of the absurd.