Molly Eichel

It's a sweet, funny comedy starring two of the best and brightest in the game.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot isn't a great movie, but it is something rare and important: a woman's story of self-discovery - having nothing to do with her finding a husband - that has gotten room on the big screen.

The irony of Anesthesia is that, while it uses interconnectivity as a storytelling mechanism, the characters do not really connect.

A small, dreamy romance.

The execution may not be there, but at least it has good intentions. Then again, you know what they say about the road to hell.

It wants to be "Wedding Crashers," but it's not nearly as memorable, smart, or sweet.

What could have been an amusing and entertaining zombie flick is, instead, a slog.

When the films sticks with heart-tugging soldier stuff, it's not bad. When it goes beyond that premise, it becomes so entirely outlandish that it's not enjoyable anymore.

Perhaps it's for the best that We Are Your Friends doesn't try to appeal to anyone outside its stars' own kind. Fewer people will have to see it.

A mid-point twist is particularly ridiculous, and in an attempt to reconcile this turning point, the final act of the movie becomes a mess.

A loving ode to screwball comedies from the Golden Age of Hollywood that never approaches the films it pays homage to.

The set pieces are fun, if not as spectacular as those in Jon Favreau's adaptation of Kipling's similar "The Jungle Book." And the plot moves at a nice pace.

It's not great, either, but it is better than mediocre.

The plot itself has little momentum, and what should feel dramatic instead feels inert.

There's nothing to say that crass can't be funny - and it sometimes is in Daley and Goldstein's iteration - but Vacation loses any of the ooey-gooey, family-friendly heart that made you really want Clark to get to Walley World to begin with.

While the plot is dumb and the script is worse, watching aliens explode in spectacular fashion isn't the worst excuse to spend to two hours in air-conditioning.

Watching people be miserable with each other for the movie's run-time does not always make for a pleasant experience.

If you're looking for a reason to watch pretty people and cry, then, by all means, head to the theater. But it pales in comparison to other Sparks works, especially when it gets into medical-ethics territory.

Characters are introduced as archetypes to serve as jokes and little more.