Sean Means

The surprising part is how, once you get over the crude humor that the teen-movie genre demands, Get Over It is a nice little movie.

You just watch one carefully constructed but emotionally vacant image piled up on another - sometimes with regard to an overall effect, but often just for the sake of style over substance.

A too-familiar road.

A cool and rather detached movie...Heat generates lots of energy but gives off little light.

Just another lame slacker comedy.

Shining above it all, like a kewpie-doll saint, is Drew Barrymore -- whose sweet innocence and sexy romanticism have survived movies as bad as this before

Fails as a movie, it works OK as a long-form video.

Soderbergh and [screenwriter] Frank like these sidekicks so much that they overwhelm the leads — a fairly easy task, since Lopez has all the police presence of a Revlon ad, while Clooney again tries to skate by on his good looks and smirking charm.

This is a band that deserves better.

I really wish a younger man than Clint Eastwood had directed it.

A cool movie and a must-see for anyone who wants to see the next stage in computer-generated animation. But it could have been so much more.

Jackman and Judd are sweet together, so much so that you wish they were in a fresher movie than this.

Hewitt's twin assets may be enough for a lot of moviegoers -- which may be the biggest con Heartbreakers pulls off.

Tragic and phony, and proof that a contrived sad ending can be as bad as a contrived happy ending.

Alas, when Rounders lays out its cards, the results aren't as much as you'd been led to believe. But the movie's style and authenticity run a good bluff.

Vertical Limit has its share of intrigue, but there ain't no mountain high enough to make O'Donnell look deep.

A fireworks show with plenty of "oohs" but not a lot of "aah" -- the story is needlessly convoluted in places and storybook-simple in others, and the characters never make the leap from drawn figures to flesh-and-blood people.

Watching Seven is like cracking open a safe, only to find it crawling with eels

It earns an "Incomplete'' -- because we won't know the results until we see Lucas' next chapter.

Costner's serious-as-a-heart-attack performance...slowly kills the movie's energy in a gooey morass of forced sincerity.

Mostly he's (Fraser) trapped in a sequel that's too wrapped up in a desire to top itself.

Hogan's rough-and-ready charm remains intact, but it's not enough to salvage this instantly forgettable movie.

Isn't a bad action movie -- it's just an utterly forgettable one.

When your characters are only skin deep, so is your message.

He's hilarious, but through the jokes, you get the sense Foxx knows he deserves better.

As the movie plods on, the jokes start to fall flat...Worst of all is a centerpiece scene, when Ben has to pretend to be a mafioso (but sounds more like a cross between Martin and Lewis), when Crystal is so unfunny that you almost feel sorry for him.

It's hard to root against Death when the people involved are never brought to life in the first place.

Isn't bad as summer action fare goes -- big and loud, impressively staged by Hong Kong action auteur John Woo, a combination of special effects and eye-popping stunt maneuvers threaded by a plotline that doesn't make sense in the slightest.