Janice Page

This is just humble, heartwarming storytelling with good acting and lush visuals.

No one in the film offers a shred of real proof that IBM cheated.

Ironically, Born to Be Wild banks solely on its tameness to captivate and inspire, aided by an upbeat, sometimes incongruous soundtrack.

What results is both real and surreal, giving and self indulgent. That’s the country we all live in.

Maybe Tattoo is creepy and stylized enough to pull you along anyway, but if you like your thrillers to dig below the familiar epidermis, look elsewhere.

Ramona and Beezus the movie, should not be confused with "Beezus and Ramona'' the book.

Unusually compelling, even if it's treacly enough to be "The Chorus" in goose step.

Lively and beautiful filmmaking. It may leave you scratching your head, but it shouldn't leave you cold.

Inspirational.

The debut live-action feature of Australian animator Sarah Watt has several other things to recommend it as well, including a black-humored screenplay, realistic performances, eye-catching artwork, and a few creative turns on some well-worn themes.

In Mongolian Ping Pong the point is to look under the majestic vistas and see value in ordinary things -- ping-pong balls included.

If ''Sean" was about conviction and revolution, Following Sean is about ambivalence and resignation. In either case it's pretty easy for a funny-provocative kid to stand out.

Ultimately, this film is only scary if you're afraid of artfully self-conscious, grainy cinematography.

For a movie about serial killings and media sensationalism, Cronicas sure is wimpy.

Combines an insider's perspective with what can only be described as gutsy cinematography.

One of the smartest things Kaplan does, besides getting talented Boston folk singer Catie Curtis to contribute to the soundtrack, is hang around long enough to see how this three-headed relationship plays out.

Keep your big-budget horror movie expectations locked away in a separate crawl space, because this grainy feature debut from writer-director Ti West demands that you buy into the silliness, and the cheese.

So much schlock and melodrama find their way into Darkness Falls that when an exasperated character shouts near the end ''All this over a [expletive] tooth!,'' you know how he feels.

You can't blame John Cusack for jumping at the chance to play Igor.

Fails to drum up much excitement.

The most disturbing thing about this grass-roots-inspired extreme-wrestling documentary by Paul Hough is how much worse you expect the violence to be.

If there's one image that sums up the filmmaking style of Takashi Miike, it's the close-up of a bubbling hot pot on the family dinner table.

So, how's the food? The camera never even goes up close. That's the kind of restaurant documentary this is.

For a certain kind of moviegoer, Saints and Soldiers provides above-average nostalgia. Others, more hardened, might call it child's play.

Ultimately undercut by its fictional elements and its flat characters.

Would have benefited from putting a wider lens on the man and his detractors.

This nostalgic licorice whip of a movie assumes there's still an audience for a straight-faced, family-friendly salute to the 1970s heyday of competitive roller disco.

Highly unoriginal tale.