Phil Hall

This one deserves to go back in the refrigerator – preferably to the very back of the refrigerator!

One of the year's best films. An extraordinary work of intellectual maturity and emotional depth.

Sadly, Naqoyqatsi quickly degenerates into a monotonous skein of banal images which strangely reinforces the message that we're living in a damn dull society.

Wooden, one-dimensional epic.

There is some very un-Mormon gender bending going on here.

Tiresome, trite and choked with every lousy Dixie-fried stereotype imaginable.

Obviously, this is one subject which may not seem to require the attention of documentary filmmakers.

Thoroughly obnoxious and relentlessly unfunny comedy.

Being released at the same time that Bowie's latest album "Heathen" is being unveiled. Bowie fans who need a reason to celebrate the trajectory of the artist's career can make use of this cinematic Alpha and CD Omega.

Small, amateurish Israeli feature.

A noisy, chaotic affair.

After sitting through this movie, you will want to throw something more pungent than rice at The Groomsmen.

Cimino fashioned a deep, multi-textured screenplay rich with fully dimensional characters. His ensemble cast brought the story to vivid life. Kristofferson gave a career peak performance here as a man who seems perpetually out of his element.

One of the most effective, intelligent, mature and romantic love stories to come across the screen recently is, of all things, a documentary.

While imperfect, it does provide an intriguing glimpse into a subculture, which many people will be surprised to learn, still exists.

A delightfully silly romp which reinvents the legendary Italian lover's adventures into the realm of broad farce.

Easily the most surprising comedy of his career. The surprise: it's not funny.

By the time the film is over it is not so much a "who-done-it?" but a "why-did-we-sit-through-this?"

It is an entertaining bit of fluff, with a few engaging performances and enough visual panache to keep audiences diverted and amused.

A mediocre film that presents the troubled poet Sylvia Plath as a jealous, possessive and irritating woman. It is hard to recall another biopic which is so unflattering to its subject.

If there is one film which makes the most out of life, this is it.

Jaglom has the good sense to cast the legendary Lee Grant in an extraordinary role.

Beautifully produced but emotionally vacant drama.

A beautifully crafted documentary.

It is a shame the film doesn't cast a wider net into deeper political waters – the outrage is barely scratched in this production.

At 100 minutes in running time, Dallas 362 can be called "The Amateur Hour-and-40-Minutes."

While I admire Bishop Jakes and I frequently watch his sermons on TV, I have to question his tactic of charging people admission to generate hosannas on his behalf.

It is a horrifying and devastating spectacle of life gone dreadfully out of control, yet it is also riveting and hypnotic in such a dramatic sensation that you are left breathless by the sequence of events which will haunt and torture for as long as your memory remains intact.