V.A. Musetto

If you go to the movies to ogle topless young women, Simon is definitely for you. If, on the other hand, you want something more cerebral with your $10 ticket and overpriced snacks, stay clear of this Dutch melodrama.

Has little to offer beyond titillation and pretty landscapes.

Adams and the school's students and teachers deserve an A-plus, although the film rates a much lower grade. It unfolds lifelessly, as Binzer parades a contingent of talking heads before the camera in what could pass for an infomercial.

A movie more interested in shocking than in entertaining.

Schmaltzy and contrived.

The film is light on those kitschy musical numbers that make Bollywood movies fun to watch.

It's a worthy idea, but the uninspired scripts, acting and direction never rise above the level of an after-school TV special.

Deadly dull.

Why make a documentary about these marginal historical figures? Wouldn't one about their famous dad, author of "Death in Venice," etc., be more valuable?

There are a few scares, but not enough to make up for the murky script.

Provides a few minor thrills, but overall is talky and implausible.

A bland look at professional surfing.

Director Ferzan Ozpetek's film doesn't break any new ground; rather, it recycles every cliché about gays in what is essentially an extended soap opera.

The story is superficial at best. And the movie is too long.

The landscape cinematography is often eye-pleasing, but the script is labored, filled with clichés and never allows for character development.

Beautiful but boring.

Lackluster anime.

Fails to elicit any substantive information from his (Tommy Davis) subjects. And he fails to put their plight into perspective.

Allah made me funny - not.

A lightweight French comedy worth watching only for Cecile de France. The gamine actress - decked out in short reddish hair, black tights and a thigh-high mini - is charming as Jessica.

The comedy is without distinction and the conclusion is melodramatic. I must note that ads for the film are misleading because they give no hint of the dark side of The Bubble.

Your baby is near death. Instead of dropping everything to save his life, you make sure the video camera keeps rolling.

Fails to grab the imagination as it unfolds in familiar TV-movie fashion.

A documentary hardly anybody has been waiting for.

Katie Aselton has achieved the seemingly impossible. She's turned a movie about sex into a boring, talky snooze.

Harper and the film's director, Jeremy Kagan, try valiantly, but they are unable to bring Meir to life or hold viewers' attentions.

It is a boring parade of talking heads and technical gibberish that will do little to advance the Linux cause. Try again, guys.

While the original was an art-house success, this English-language redo, now getting a one-week run after sitting on the shelf for a year and a half, doesn't measure up.