In spite of the horrific dialogue, and even worse acting, there’s actually something to be said for Zombie Strippers!

It’s a weak sequel, to a weak series.

Driver’s Ed is a film about learning to let your own experiences shape you. Real life doesn’t always play out like the movies, and the only way to figure that out is by going on the journey yourself. But Farrelly and Moffett fail to heed their own message, as this feels more like a rehash of the films that came before than its own unique quest.

Kevin Bacon's witty and effective, yet squirm-inducing, directorial debut.

My suggestion is to avoid this film and instead rent Open Your Eyes (Abre Los Ojos) the film upon which Vanilla Sky was based.

The first half of the film is engaging enough to overshadow the missteps of the final act. It's a down and dirty look at the world of the ko gals, but it has class.

The film makes an honest effort to present this story as intelligent and thought provoking, but ultimately falls flat because it doesn’t provide enough reasons to care.

The biggest problem with Elizabethtown isn't in its shopworn theme, but that it's perhaps the first of Crowe's movies (though "Jerry Maguire"comes very close) that really feels forced.

Something of a surprise: a gay-oriented feature that is genuinely touching and sincere.

In The Burning Plain, another directorial debut, sensationalism is on order, but it's buttressed by fear, suffering, and desire – the schizo-blend that makes Arriaga's scripts so unique.

Writer-Director Paul Etheredge-Ouzts has a clear understanding of the beauty of a slasher film. A formulaic genre, it’s not the blueprint that’s important, it’s what you do inside it that matters.

A spot-on homage/parody of bad 1950's sci-fi movies.

It's disappointing that he (Soderbergh) couldn't make something more cohesive out of his admirable experiment.

There are a few priceless moments, like Dr. Sangster trying to work on a patient, while removing a hot pink pair of panties from a nearby chair, and the discovery of a stuffed bunny complete with a full set of dentures on his fiance's bed.

Ends up feeling like just another uneven British crime drama.

If you go in thinking it’s just a stupid teenage sex comedy, it can be pretty funny.

Even understanding the audience for which Kicking & Screaming is aiming, it's hard not to notice the flaws.

All the while Madea's wit, which is refreshing on the stage, feels spurious and often misfires.

Lanksy is a workman-like film with decent production values, but Rockaway is not Scorcese or Coppola. There are no great faults to find with it, except one: fans of the genre have literally seen every element of it before.

For a sequel/reboot, Ghostbusters: Afterlife delivers the fun of the original, albeit in very different ways.

Spends too much time straddling the line between exuberant carnage and serious plotline when it should've gleefully backflipped into the former. Grudgingly recommended, but only if you've put your cerebral cortex in neutral for the evening.