Even a superstar needs to surround himself with better material than this.

A film made by people with more heart than skill.

The Wicker Man is too loony to be a drama, too earnest to be a comedy, too predictable to be a horror film.

This Film Is Not Yet Rated performs a great service, though not especially well.

The result is a passionate, enthralling film that isn't afraid to take chances - even if it sometimes should be.

The movie contains few surprises but has plenty of heart.

Looming large over all this is Jackson, who glowers and growls and acts the hero better than any actor out there.

While I have no problem with slackers making me laugh, when they start preaching, that's when my ears close and my eyes roll.

This flight of fancy stays aloft on the power of its acting and its atmosphere.

The American writer and poet Charles Bukowski is certainly an acquired taste, and Factotum may be just the film for determining whether one wants to acquire it.

It's possible that a smart, insightful, sharp-edged comedy could have been written around these characters, but Trust The Man isn't it.

The film may not be art, but it's got a beat and you can definitely dance to it.

The movie lives in its small details.

It may not tell us anything about terror in the new millennium, but the filmmakers' work is solid and affecting. In its own over-emphatic, sometimes clumsy way, it can move an audience to tears, cathartic laughs and cheers.

The most exhilaratingly horrifying movie to come out in years.

For the most part, it's uninspired, not much to look at and laugh-free.

As a narrative, it has serious problems -- holes so gaping that they're all but unavoidable.

Will Ferrell does chicken-fried comedy right: with crackpot discipline and stripped-to-the-beer-belly courage.

Quinceanera may be the year's most nonjudgmental film, and therein lies both its greatest strength and most naggingly troublesome weakness.

This delightful, if perhaps too calculatedly winsome, comedy presents seniors who are coping with emotional and physical losses and challenges them to act like the young people they still are at heart.

It sheds the series' famous and influential pastel look and plunges its cast of villains and warriors into the 21st century.

Rather than providing flashes of one-of-a-kind humor, Allen has reached the point where his critical and movie-going fans are humoring him.

What it does have is the laughs.

A derivative little tale with enough good intentions to recommend it, but not enough substance to embrace it.

You won't see a brighter, truer affirmation of the All-American messed-up improvisational family than Little Miss Sunshine.

Despite the tenderness between them, Rose and her perfect younger man have the sickest mother-son relationship since Angela Lansbury and Laurence Harvey in "The Manchurian Candidate" - and Mikey seems just as brainwashed.

Yes, the characters in Clerks II hardly qualify as role models, but they can be blisteringly funny in an in-your-face, to-heck-with-taste way.

If you're not a fan of M. Night Shyamalan's convoluted, teasing thrillers, you'll find that getting into this movie is like cracking a puzzle in which the constructor keeps breaking his own rules or grabbing new ones from ultra-thin air.