Desmond Ryan

The kind of date movie that should do a lot to promote celibacy.

Has its moments of charm, but it's ultimately a fascinating failure that surely looked better on paper than it does on the screen.

Strictly for adventurous moviegoers, a peculiar experience -- a polemic that is at once watchable and repellent.

The film, which is amiable, undemanding family holiday entertainment, is more a tribute to the astonishing skills of the dog trainers than anything else.

No fewer than seven writers were recruited to create the story and screenplay for Major Payne, a textbook demonstation of how more can produce less - in this case, a comedy that has all the brio and wit of an army training manual on personal hygiene. [27 March 1995, p.D02]

The film is based on the popular video game, and plays as a pathetically incoherent attempt to accommodate all the characters kids want to see come to life on the big screen. [26 Dec 1994, p.E05]

Arnold has a gem for the third millennium in End of Days.

Consist of little more than people arguing or clambering in and out of dusty Land Rovers.

What Rock fans will sorely miss in Down to Earth is the earthiness and outrageous hilarity of his stand-up act.

Hollywood keeps turning out boxing movies. Price of Glory is the latest to step into the ring and face an increasingly no-win situation

Feeble and formulaic.

Begins with a scene of mass repentance, but the real sin here is a profligate waste of talent.

Highlander: The Final Dimension is exactly what it seems - drivel. [30 Jan 1995, p.D01]

Lame and misguided homage, which reduces satire to vulgar silliness for kids.

Modest, unassuming fare for younger children.

Wastes an A-list cast in a sorry send-up of B-movie private-eye cliches.

A pointless modern morality play set in various sleazy locales that offer sex, drugs, assorted perversions, bare-knuckle fights, and even Russian roulette where lives are wagered for money.

If you are unlucky enough to stray into the presence of Bats, I strongly recommend you follow their wise example. Hang from the ceiling and go to sleep.

To do this kind of satire successfully, you need the kind of merciless and unrelenting wit of films such as Gus Van Sant's "To Die For" or John Huston's "Prizzi's Honor."

Piously acted, stiffly directed, and infused with a view of world politics that might charitably be described as delusional.

Really lost in space.

The scenario looms as a brain-dead invitation for the stars to embarrass themselves, and Company Man wastes little time in fulfilling that glum suspicion.